Wednesday, 20 November 2013

Natural Selection

Katarzyna Przezwańska whispers where others scream.

And yet, walking through the endless rooms of the "Britsh Britsh Polish Polish" show at the Ujazdowski Castle for Contemporary Art, it was she who made me stop the longest.

Because perfect things don't need much adjustment. 
Because her changes are so delicate and so appropriate, you don't wonder why; 
you wonder how. And so did I.

In the end, I sat down and watched her filmed impressions of Sao Paulo. Leaves dancing in the wind, water reflected onto the ceiling of an Oscar Niemeyer, a man dancing in the street. It's like I had travelled with her. Or she for us. All in silence. 

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