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Sometimes, do you find yourself helpless in a flow of human-centric perception? Mind might go something like: You are human, and I – mind – fancy being anthropocentric at times. ..and you feel taken? ..and you feel promising: ok, lets do this ethnocentric human shebang – but, don’t worry, i’ll reflect upon that once the…
————- Toilet – the language of toilet galleries toilets as galleries by default An in-between encounter A performative space that is invoked by users. To be read only while at toilet? ———————– 0.1 In Skenderja, Sarajevo, there’s a space declared as: “toilet gallery”. The gallery came up 7 or so years ago, and seems to…
From this text is imagined #1 Ir seems there was a fall into a perception of imagination as being in need of an implementation. Seemingly worst than that, I went on to suggest that the implementable material is indeed an imagination rather than, for example, a wish or an instructions set.
Sometimes art residencies are said to assist, push, move, nudge and some such – elements in one’s practice. When people apply to such residencies that offer time-out to work out some such and such, there is a certain pressure to apply and even produce specific things that might have required the said time-out. However, perhaps…
One of the stuff that itches like doing here in sarajevo is OldBookGuided*. (Being guided by an old city guide book.) To begin with, went into my fave bookshop come cafe: Bookstan/buy-books. Popped the question. There are no such books! Why? How come? They were all burned during the war. That war again? Curious how…
Valleys that spring mountains of misty colours. Colours that support structures from wind, water, earth quacked friction that create sensations of time. Time of slowness from friction with eruptions from multiple interruptions. Vistas from heart-grubbing flights. Speed of time to breathe un-programmable logics and wonderments: Do these experiences float from some kind of non human…
Tigers, proficient and professional tigers, are said to lay well hidden before pouncing for the kill. In my mind, the narratives of ethnicity – are such tigers. One might live in the midst of such narratives, feeling safe, at home, relaxed and satisfied. Then, the ethnic oriented story reveals itself as a pouncing tiger. Perhaps,…