Notes from inside Unexperiences (in booklet at the biennale): 2022 June 30, Gesundbrunnen train station Berlin I'm very alert. I scan everything with maximum attention. The trains that are arriving and departing, the announcements. Especially the faces of people get my attention. I'm looking, scanning the weeds between the tracks. I check the people again, mostly out of the corners of my eyes. I am slowly turning around looking with suspicion at everything. There is suspicion and worry on my face. Now my body feels like hiding in plain sight. My face is intense, frowning, I'm looking intensely at things. Now my gaze is quickly pulled by different items. Mostly people's faces. People that are sometimes puzzled by this. Now I look at the floor and my own body with suspicion. Like something does not makes sense, like I have to figure out what is going on with them. I am walking and I feel my legs as walking by themselves, I see them as not mine, with a combination of fascination, worry and suspicion on my face. Now this extends towards my entire body. Especially my hands that are writing this. I keep walking like this, fascinated by my legs and my body, and suspicious about this phenomenon. From time to time I throw quick investigative glances around, with the feeling that things and people want to deceive me, and I want to catch them at it. And I come back to looking to my autonomous strangely moving body.
Unexperiences at Matter of Art Prague Biennale
Unexperiences at Matter of Art Prague…
Unexperiences at Matter of Art Prague Biennale
Notes from inside Unexperiences (in booklet at the biennale): 2022 June 30, Gesundbrunnen train station Berlin I'm very alert. I scan everything with maximum attention. The trains that are arriving and departing, the announcements. Especially the faces of people get my attention. I'm looking, scanning the weeds between the tracks. I check the people again, mostly out of the corners of my eyes. I am slowly turning around looking with suspicion at everything. There is suspicion and worry on my face. Now my body feels like hiding in plain sight. My face is intense, frowning, I'm looking intensely at things. Now my gaze is quickly pulled by different items. Mostly people's faces. People that are sometimes puzzled by this. Now I look at the floor and my own body with suspicion. Like something does not makes sense, like I have to figure out what is going on with them. I am walking and I feel my legs as walking by themselves, I see them as not mine, with a combination of fascination, worry and suspicion on my face. Now this extends towards my entire body. Especially my hands that are writing this. I keep walking like this, fascinated by my legs and my body, and suspicious about this phenomenon. From time to time I throw quick investigative glances around, with the feeling that things and people want to deceive me, and I want to catch them at it. And I come back to looking to my autonomous strangely moving body.