Public impromptues, with Adam Nankervis, Hausmannsturm and Augustbrücke, Dresden (DE); a London Biennale 2012 polination.
Documented by Adam Nankervis and D.K., as well as a passerby.
Arriving in the city of Dresden on the hottest day of this summer, Daniel and I had made this journey to see the Dresden Codex and to enact a performative action in response to David Medallas proposal of a homage to friends, family and fellow artist who have died since the inception of the London Biennale in 2000. Daniels proposal was to link the Altstadt with the Neustadt, the Old City with the New City. We had brough with us a white ribbon with the length of 12m, the height of the Augustusbrücke crossing the river Elbe. The ribbon was to be laid flat, section by section, the white to drink the black ink, time devouring time, darkness shading light. In the hostel, built during the former DDR, in the cabin that was our room, we went on to test the absorbancy of the white ribbon, dipped it in black ink. the ribbon drank the ink overnight and had materialized into what had been intended for the next day as action on the bridge.
Walking, tracing roofs, crossing waters intersecting Dresden; here, Old Town, there, New Town. Haunting destruction and reassemblage in these surgical attempts of healing wounds: genocide, bombs, screams, retaliation. - A gesture to bridge relations between the facial scars of this place and people we have lost. Aided by gushes of wind, these dyed ribbons mirroring the darkness of clouds passing. They intertwine and knot and unfurl over the city, over the Elbe, speak of the passing of time, loved ones passed, memories won, what is left, gentle gestures for what ever may come. The wind dictates the pace, airing our (mis)conceptions, speaking in its own tongues, all the while we are waving for answers, bridging losses, airing translations.
4 Letters to the Wind
The Mondrian Fan Club Pavillion
July 28 2012