The bell, uncle,
for whom does it toll?
28.04. – 03.06.22
- Artist
- Lukáš Slavický
- Guest
- Adam Líška
- Opening
- 27.04. at 7 pm
You’re idly turning the cubes over and out of the window you can see a tree on fire. They can be arranged to make pictures, or in other ways. The more experienced among them went to take a closer look at the fire. This space is a kind of room. And notice the door. It’s a good door, and it looks good too, but there’s no door handle. You’ve spent several hours constructing a picture from dominoes, it’s almost finished and you’re feeling good about that, when someone bursts through the door, knocks over what you’ve built and tells you off for playing on the floor. You feel like crying; you get up and you hit your head on the table, and a knife falls off the table and slices your finger off. There’s a half-hour transition to the active day, and the first step is to set to work. It also works the other way round, if you want to intentionally demotivate yourself and not do anything. (Lukáš Slavický)