I Want You to See It. A command, a tease, a dare. The voice behind it lingers—untraceable but insistent. The phrase unfurls like a late-night whisper, part libidinal impulse, part glitching ad algorithm tuned to urgency and want. But what, exactly, should be seen? The body or its engineering? The moment desire flickers between the two? Bety Krnanská constructs paintings that hold this tension, stretching and fraying at the edges of seduction and automation, forcing the act of looking into something slower, stranger, more precarious...

 

Text by Panos Giannikopoulos