1 HEDGE, 1 HOLE, PARALLELS
BRAKING TIRES, SPEEDING TIRES
THICK AND HEAVY, OTHERS FRAGILE, (theyre spiky)
FROM THOSE WINDOW BOXES, NO SOUND.
ive been caught in
WHAT IS THIS BAD SOU...
diverse chats about effects of melod...
WH? I CANT HEAR YOU
she sounds, shes so soothing, a tiger balm
INTENSE BUT CALMS YOU, DOWN.
SORRY, ARE WE TOO LOUD?
you just have to come closer, thats all, or
AND HERE AGAIN, THE TIRES, BRAKING, SPEEDING, OVERTAKING,
LOST, KEPT, FORGOTTEN, MEMORIES
ACCESSORIES, all heavy
on the ground, between each other against one another.
A HUNDRED THOUSAND KILOS CUP
WITHOUT EVEN ANY COFFEE IN
a hundred thousand kilos, this empty cap
THE EYES ARE CLOSED OR
LOOK DOWN, THEY FALL
WHAT DID THEY SAY AGAIN?
theres a bar at the back, upstairs, by students for students
ITS UNDERNEATH private car parks
some things are just too loud, others not loud enough
Invitations * organised at de Kijkdoos Weesperstraat 51, Amsterdam. As a closure event, reading of fragments from '
Dont Forget Your Personal Belongings' by Mong-Hsuan Tsai and collaboration with Sophia Dinkel.
© Nolwenn Salaün, 20152018