Tomorrow, the after, strawberry mountains forever. A heartbeat., 2021
Sound installation created by self-made and constructed string instruments; sea salt soaked pink by strawberry juice, sculpted on a floor; four speakers, hanged from a ceiling; a poem; perception in a process; dimensions 3x3x5 m
An exercise on creating a response for longing, as the morning red is resting on the mountain tops in the eve -.
Tomorrow, the after, strawberry mountains forever
and never again, these scars on your hands, never again
a pillow, a bit wrong on the right
always a moment too thin,
a rustling wave turning into sobbing murmur
and just then, it’s a shimmering glint on herring fish scales
and so long, so far away the strawberry mountains, again
and lilacs in a bloom just remained in a dream, in this May.