HANNA SLAK, THE COCKPIT,
INTERPRETATION OF MARIA BAJT´S INSTALLATION
SEANCE, 2012 (ENG)
Silence. Please! This is a space of worship... Silence. - the mantra of a voice from the loudspeakers.
There is no silence.
Chaotic blabber fills the cupola.
Fragments of images, imprints of thoughts, sticky matter, dense in the space.
The unconscious blabber of us present (here and now - yes, right now) mixes with the blabber of millenniums.
The architecture pulls your face towards the opening above; presses your mind towards the stones beneath.
You become a string, a resonating instrument of perception.
Somewhere in space, a wandering warship has lost it´s aim.
Within it, the abandoned cockpit the space of worship. Within it, the reflection of your face.
No voice, no loudspeakers. This is the space of return.