Texte by Jennifer K Dick. Mise en espace sur les 4 fenêtres du Buffet intérieur, Gare SBB Basel.
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Text by Jennifer K Dick, on the subject or urban space and how it reflects us. What are we reaching towards? This text is sliced up and reflected back at passersby in the inside of the Buffet at the Gare SBB, Basel.
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Text by Jennifer K Dick, on the subject or urban space and how it reflects us. What are we reaching towards? This text is sliced up and reflected back at passersby in the inside of the Buffet at the Gare SBB, Basel.
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It could have
been mine (yours) this face
(faced
in) (to face up to) features appear
(their – our –
my appearances) (he? his?)
To discover (self)
(other) for the first
(belatedly) time the name (face) (visual
image of) and the age old in the instant (insistence)
eclipsed (upon) familiarity
(sift through your / her
memories) hands
out (handout) the second (sand)
filters
through (between) covers (caressing) your fingers
(recognition?) an hourglass, a nugget (this
boulder?)
It might have
gone (other) (self) (grounding) elsewhere
slithering (he?—source
of cognition) (these moments) names
resounding, a glob (a globe) cast back (out) (forth)
to where stone-gold
(a pebble) is milled to (then dust)
dusk where (it should have been) evidence (She
in the (dis)appearances) is familiarity, family (a precocious)
knowledge of (a knowing) patent (parental)
lineage (sounding board) dug up in the (retrospective)
reflection (panning outwards for) (towards)
.
