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Opening Soon • Hell Between My Teeth, Phantom in My Heart, and Never-Ending Hum • Raed Yassin

Raed Yassin

April 18, 2024 6:00 pm

For the past 20 years Raed Yassin has built his practice on examining his personal narratives
and their position within a collective history through the lens of consumer culture and mass
production. Hell between my teeth, phantom in my heart, and never-ending hum is the first
seminal exhibition of Yassin in his home country. Featuring fourteen bodies of works created
over the course of the past four years, including seven new commissions, the exhibition
encompasses a diverse array of media: from film and sound to sculpture, photography, and
immersive interventions. Yassin delves into themes of failure, death, loss, memory, and
disappearance, confronting the spectral presence that permeates both the past and the future.
He evokes these existential questions through a host of familiar yet haunting figures and
symbols, ranging from pop culture icons to representations of the devil, funerary-like
imagery, animals, skulls, abandoned buildings and hospitals, and found photographs. Among
these, the presence of Beirut’s cherished Shushu adds a poignant layer, inviting viewers to
contemplate the fragility and complexity of corporeal existence in the face of protracted
failure and loss.
The strangeness of the past four years, characterized by heightened levels of wars and
violence, anxiety, fear, and instability, have compelled us to confront issues that have
simmered and accumulated for decades, shaping the challenging material, emotional, and
psychological landscapes of our lived experiences. Through various works and interventions
in the exhibition, Yassin delves into memory and the normalization of violence as
fundamental elements in constructing narratives that challenge notions of beginnings and
endings, guiding us to rediscover how we remember. In tandem with other works that gnaw
at the recurring collapse of time and space, Yassin prompts us to acknowledge the pervasive
sense of disjointedness that has become all too familiar to many.


With Yassin’s sense of humor and a playful nod to life’s absurdities, the hellhole we inhabit,
Hell between my teeth, phantom in my heart, and never-ending hum raises the question:
How do we confront the encompassing loss and death without slowly fading away into
oblivion? How can we continue to inhabit what feels like a fatally dystopian existence—not
as mere spectres or ghosts who evade it—but by clinging to this recurring out of joint sense,
with purpose and intentionality despite death’s pervasive presence and stealth?