Luumu Tursas
About the Artist
Luumu Tursas s a multidisciplinary visual artist who works with installation, sculpture and painting. Luumu Tursas’ work processes often begin through interest in different techniques and materials. Physical labour is important in their work, and it leans on body memory and intuition. Thematically their works have earlier spoken of nostalgia, power, feminism, queerness, forests, folklore and animal philosophy.
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Exhibitions
Kuvan Kevät 2026
15.5.-14.6.2026
This is maybe a cottage, or somehow cottage-like. For a year, we built it in the northern countryside, next to my childhood home, me and my father. He has built many cottages, as has his father.
Perhaps this isn’t really a cottage, but more like a sanatorium. We built it for you, so that you can look at it, listen to it, step inside it. Even touch it, but carefully.
Perhaps this was not really built just for you, but for ourselves; maybe this has been an asylum, where more than anything else we constructed ourselves, where we could cut and stack and have ideas and talk about our lives and birds and family, all in the peace of the countryside, at peace.
We built this piece by piece, some here some there. We did not know if they would fit or look right, we just had to imagine, to dare.
Adult parent, adult child.
Einladung
31.10.-23.11.2025
BFA Exhibition 2024
About the artwork
Let There Be a Thousand Devils, a Thousand Gods is a sculpture installation that makes us consider our own part in nature and the way we run away from it. Hanging on to the past with a dejected heart, the work studies the question of what it means to be a human in our time.
It is eternal knowledge, that if you take something, you need to give something back. In ancient times, the people of this remote part of the world, like people everywhere, used to give offerings to the gods of nature – to keep the peace. Something fundamental for humanity was forgotten when earth-religions were forced into the oblivion.
The endless eco-systems of our planet are truly ingenious: You are composed of atoms, carbon, water, tiny bugs of all sorts, electric impulses, and perhaps even a soul. The land under your feet consists of mycelia, trees, plants, and living beings, through which information passes, as if Earth was some enormous, thinking entity.
It must be painful to be born at any era. We are only given a brief moment to find time to love and wonder. There is a shivering chasm between loneliness and connection, in which we run.