Miroslaw Balka, Winterhilfsverein | City of Women | Slovenia
Inside this artwork, the interlocutors enter metaphorically as well as literally, as it is an installation. Even if the artwork is built based on the artist’s body, it seems to be marked by a disembodied factor, absence, melancholy; like a house without walls or a skeleton, into which we could enter. As we enter the installation, the doorstep bends slightly under our feet and throws us out of balance, while the lightbulb hanging from the steel frame fills us with hope. The conversation concludes with thoughts on the ambivalent idea of safety this can be associated with.
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