empty wall
one chair
1 person
and half and hour
of silence
1/2hour Grazynka
My last day in Canrobert street... after a couple of years. My room is empty and my mind - full of thoughts. Changes, endings, beginnings etc. I am getting inpatient. Being glued to the chair does not feel easy... Unwillingly, I start to pose. I am waiting for another clicks to happen. I imagine that I interact with the camera... If only I could stand up and begin to move freely through my room... Being glued to the chair feels like a limitation... Time passes so slowly... After a while my tension gradually goes away and tireness takes its place... I am giving up on figuring out what is the right thing to do in this situation... I am waiting for my time on the chair to finish.
by Grazynka
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