UNDER THE SUN
Pinacoteca Grosse Neugasse 44, 1040
12-16. January 2016
curated by Stephanie Misa
The tropics in winter, a pineapple in the snow, a here and there collapsed into each other and now mojitos are the principal drink of the Wiener Pinacotekerball 2016. There is no irony in the swirling of cocktail glasses, others say the drink was invented by enslaved Africans working in cuban sugar cane fields. The name mojito coming from the African word mojo, which means to place a little spell. Each mint stalk is gleaming in the twinkling light of a wonderland confection.
We can have this now, the exotic abundance of everything under the sun with a snap of our fingers. But, Mein Gott, what of those people who brought the drink? They are so awkward, and yet here they are. For heaven’s sake you, you there, learn some manners! We do not do that around here. We do not laugh out loud, or show our teeth, or slurp our soup, or wear color. We are gracious and cultured, so get in-step with your tutti-frutti tropicana hats and rolling Rrrrs. It is a serious business we are doing, none of that funny stuff. The mahogany veneer emanates with the heat of an equatorial forest as with leather hides glistening on the floor, and the ananas madeleines (so trés lecker), says our fine gentleman collector, are “ the tropics in the snow ”.
Julia Goodman
Martin Martinsen
Stephanie Misa
Photos: Thomas Reis/ Stephanie Misa
















