The 2008 Carnegie International was my first introduction to Andro Wekua's work. After hours of walking through galleries, taking in as much art as I could, I came upon Get Out of My Room. There was something unbelievably unsettling about the work. I felt like I had stumbled upon something that I was not supposed to see. I stood absolutely engrossed by the piece.
This past year I returned to the Carnegie. When I came across the gallery that had been occupied by Get Out of My Room it seemed that the essence of the installation still hung in the air. Memory allowed me to see it as if it were still there.
There is some art that I do not feel writing or reading about adds to the work, but rather distracts. For me, Wekua's work falls under that category. It is something to be experienced.
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