Every detail — a braid, a drape, an object, or a gesture — is a clue and never merely decorative. Together, they form a new alphabet, where aesthetics do not serve to embellish but to build tension and meaning with precision.
Female bodies cease to be objects. They gain materiality, subjectivity, and agency. Their silence, standing in formation, is not a sign of indifference or absence of message, but an act of resistance in a different form.
The exhibition’s title, borrowed from the musical Cabaret, sounds like an ironic reassurance that undermines its own message from the outset. The phrase “no troubles here” does not describe reality but rather refers to an imposed script that taught women to remain silent.
