About this project:
Can I
(EN)
My mother's prolonged and severe illness transported me by jet to the feeling-nothing land. There it's quite interesting, because it's flat and modernistic. There are no ripples or curves. Perfectly polished gloomy plastico, even without drugs, shows the world reflected. You can laugh at it, well, because it's ridiculously, just so tragically funny. Zero nerves, zero stress. You're flying. And then suddenly, you notice a small crack, through which a piece of light falls. You think, how did it even get here, after all, you are thousands of miles from the sun. The good old desire with its laser turbo knife cuts through the sorrows and bang! - there's life! "At least it feels something". - you hear your own thought inside the glass pilot's helmet you happen to be wearing to somehow get through all this.
Participants: Jonathan, Mateusz, Vladislav, Dima, Harvey, Michał, Alexander.
Can I
(EN)
My mother's prolonged and severe illness transported me by jet to the feeling-nothing land. There it's quite interesting, because it's flat and modernistic. There are no ripples or curves. Perfectly polished gloomy plastico, even without drugs, shows the world reflected. You can laugh at it, well, because it's ridiculously, just so tragically funny. Zero nerves, zero stress. You're flying. And then suddenly, you notice a small crack, through which a piece of light falls. You think, how did it even get here, after all, you are thousands of miles from the sun. The good old desire with its laser turbo knife cuts through the sorrows and bang! - there's life! "At least it feels something". - you hear your own thought inside the glass pilot's helmet you happen to be wearing to somehow get through all this.
Participants: Jonathan, Mateusz, Vladislav, Dima, Harvey, Michał, Alexander.