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2026

UNDER CONSTRUCTION …
        Opening Garden
        Building INDEBT Broedplaats

2025

UNDER CONSTRUCTION …
        Building INDEBT Broedplaats

2024
PROGRAM

        Kolekt: Material as Narrative
        Twin Vessels 
        Gerrit Rietveld X UvA ...  
        The Games We Play ...
 

2023

PROGRAM
        Gallery Ellipsis: Millennial Burnout 
        Navigating the Unseen
            • Publication, Bea Secchia    
        2012 Never Happened:
an Epilogue

2022

PROGRAM 
        Plaza
        Less Walls More Bridges
        This Too Shall Pass

2021

PROGRAM
        Mauveine
        Listening to Bonfires
        Do Dreams Require Liquid?
        Objections to the Possibility of …

2020

PROGRAM
        Last Christmas
 

2019

PROGRAM
        No Harm Done
           • Publication, Simon Becks
        No Spoon


INDEBT (2018) is a cultural destination and non-profit organization dedicated to ‘creating spaces’, both conceptual and physical, while actively bridging cultural islands.

The fluid project manifests itself through an exhibition program, communal gatherings, and the facilitation of cultural locations throughout the city.

In both its organizational structure as well as curatorial selection, INDEBT aims to rethink conventions and expectations in the art world and broader creative field.

Coming from a place of self-initiation and urgency, INDEBT strives to generate a lasting positive impact, leaving the world a better place than we found it.









MAUVEINE


Installation views, Mauveine, 2021 

01–10–21 til 01–11–21
Tom Galesloot | Mauveine

INDEBT is excited to present Mauveine, an installation of paintings by Tom Galesloot (1985 NL). Curated by Jelmer Wijnstroom.

“It was difficult to get a nurse.
Larry sends me a drawing full of eyes,
wetland gleam. We lay our flowers down.
The destroying angel has twelve wings:
pitch pine, red cedar. Black cherries, shadbush.
Grabs hold of evergreens on the way, waiting
to reach them. Skids down the hill of wet leaves.
The purple boundary is one limit of our perception.
Numbers connect with names in the Book of
These we know because there is a stone.
They are so close, one on top of another.
Like an arm thrown out, a gray arrow points:
down below in the bowl of leaves.
In 1856 a boy of eighteen created mauveine, mauve,
10,000 shells to make a single gram of purple until
it is a cape, shroud, the gown worn in remembrance.
We climb the top edge as if we are a tightrope.
There is no map and each wrong
of even carrying the bodies reminded him of the early
away in the woods, the fear of attending them.
And cold, hidden
white carnations small as a baby’s fist, damp.
Larry who carries a kind of funeral
on either side a church aisle, as this
ewers. Broad leaves of black oak and locust lit
the fire road which from above is a green.
I pulled off Route 6 into the sand”

- Twelve Wings, Kelle Groom


InfraWade, 140 x 200cm
Epson UltraChrome inkjet on canvas, 2021


Gen, 80 x 180cm, oil on canvas, 2021


Installation views, Mauveine, 2021


Installation views, Mauveine, 2021





Mark