A selection of work from my practice, encompassing sound, writing, installation, performance, painting and drawing. To see other work in other mediums, email colinginks@gmail.com
Oh Fuck Yeah (2018)
From the curator’s statement: …the artist created a sensuous and sensual installation that ties together autobiographical, personal and social aspects. With earth from the area surrounding the sports complex of Estádio Nacional Jamor - on the outskirts of Lisbon and a notorious cruising ground -, mixed with cardamom seeds - the third most valuable spice in the world, and of which Guatemala, the country of origin of the artist’s then-husband, is the major exporter -, Ginks defined the gallery space a hallowed place dedicated to intimacy. - Eva Oddo, A Montanha gallery, Lisbon Portugal. Link to artist's monograph
Respira Fundo (2021)
From the exhibition “…Felicidade…” (2021), participants were asked to read the QR code text, and then record themselves on their phone saying the words, “Respire fundo” (Breathe deep). The sound came from within a Portuguese ceramic chamberpot in which the text was written by hand, ad infinitum. Other supports are sought for future reiterations.
Knowledge Burial (2019-2020)
Naming of queer protagonists in history and culture, till memory fails you.
First performance (2h20): KuBa artist residency, Germany, 18/5/19 (International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia)
Second performance (2h35): “Constellationing”, solo exhibition, Espaço Santa Catarina, Lisbon, Portugal, 23/10/20
A Casa dos Botões (2021)
In a tribute to Portuguese artist Helena Almeida, this piece was made from salvaged vintage Portuguese “galalith” button sets, with hand-sewn text motifs.
Mother Stands for Comfort (But Who Will Comfort Her) (2020-17)
Installation – hand written letter, framed; original b/w photo, framed; table. 2020/2017
Beach House (2021)
Infinity Pool (2021)
Write (2012)
Installation - Coat rack, crepe paper, pen, iron bucket, sand, paint.
Participants were invited to write odes and remembrances about those who they had lost somehow to Aids and HIV-related causes. The crepe paper strips blew softly in the air currents of the space.
Anthological exhibition at Liberdade Provisória cultural association, Lisbon, 2012.