Athos Burez, visual artist


EXPO ‘AS IT (N)EVER WAS, C-MINE GENK 2024-2025

CATALOGUE INTRODUCTION BY LOUISE OSIEKA




This publication contains more than 70 images, which together form

a series called As it (n)ever was. Using that same title, the images were

exhibited at C-mine in Genk in the summer of 2024. It is the most extensive

series in the oeuvre of photographer Athos Burez, the result of two years of

research and production. The idea for the series was sparked by a collection

of historical postcards from and about Genk, a Belgian city in a former

mining region, today part of the Meuse-Rhine Euroregion, straddling

parts of Belgium, the Netherlands, and Germany. The postcards cover

around 150 years of local history, and today are preserved by the Emile Van

Dorenmuseum. They prove that Genk is more than just a conglomerate of

coal mines. They reveal an identity with multiple layers, in which rural,

recreational, cultural, scientific, industrial, and ecological elements

overlap. We see an area continuously contested between nature and

industry, and a stage crowded by a transient cast – some as residents,

others as tourists.


Today, we see the picture postcards of yesteryear as nostalgic

collectibles, but once, they were the favoured means of communication

for sending short, light-hearted messages to loved ones back home. In a

few handwritten lines, tourists would share where they were, what they

noticed about the place, and what they would be doing the rest of the day.

A postcard said: “I may be far away, but I’m thinking of you.” It was that

age’s equivalent of sending a WhatsApp message or posting a picture on

social media. And indeed, the image on the front of the postcard was just as

important as the text. Starting in the mid-19th century – when they became

popular throughout Europe – postcards showed landscapes, city views,

monuments, and other curiosities, all carefully photographed. Postcard

photographers usually remained anonymous. They worked for publishers

or producers who had the postcards printed in large volumes, on behalf of

the Powers that Be (whether hotels, the church, factories, or politicians).

Postcards were a commercial product, standardized and with an easily

understandable topic, in order to reach and delight as large an audience as

possible. “The postcard is an image that points: Look at the spire of Genk’s

church in the distance, see the hotel where we stayed, our restaurant,

that bar where we went”, reflected author Dirk Lauwaert in Genk door

schildersogen (Genk through painter’s eyes) back in 2010. “The postcard is

tirelessly enthusiastic and inviting. Look! Come visit! These are images

permeated with, and motivated by, desire.”


Athos Burez did not create a contemporary version of these postcards.

He discarded all the evident features: the standard size, the serrated edges,

the rectangular space reserved for the postage stamp, the (typically)

tourism-inspired topic, the presence of text, etcetera. Burez’s images have

a different function; he has added artistic intent. Creating a fantasy version

of the Hôtel des Artistes, which existed from the late 19th century until its

demolition in 1960, Athos Burez assembles a colourful mix of eccentric

guests. We start our journey through time in 1885 with the tragic image

of an unappreciated landscape painter, and end in the future, when wild

animals roam our hotel rooms, and a nuclear-tinged aesthetic suggests a

catastrophic energy disasters. In between, one and the same hotel room

serves as the recurrent backdrop for residents to share their most intimate

secrets with the viewer. Time flows in a linear way, but sometimes also

folds back on itself, capriciously meandering to a time and a place that (n)

ever were. While people were merely extras in the original postcards,

Burez promotes them to the main characters of his images. He opens the

proverbial door of the monument depicted on the postcard. Individual

desires are magnified and displayed in settings that subtly refer to actual

events. Burez’s images are imbued with desire, but do not point to the

outside world. Desire is not imposed on us by an external force. In his

images, Burez exhibits – sometimes very explicitly – what happens behind

closed doors; when we dare to peel away the veneer of social conformity.

The exhibition and this publication are a re-valuation of the postcard

collection as a valuable repository of the visual memory of a city. But Athos

Burez goes further than that; he revives historical images and questions

them. He hypothesizes: Which facet of a city deserves to be immortalized?

Which events do we want to remember? What is important, and what is

(seemingly) trivial? And who decides all that? What if history had taken a

different turn? Can we imagine a different future for ourselves if we accept

that our past is fluid? I would like to invite you to keep these questions close

as you leaf through this book and take in the pictures, but also when the

book has been replaced on its shelf, and you’re walking through the streets

of your own city.




Louise Osieka

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