12Feb 18
The Watching Stone
- Lu
- Categories Abandoned, Architecture, Expression
Arza fortress, and the enchanting views from her eyes.
Silent visual stories.
Arza fortress, and the enchanting views from her eyes.
Occupied, abandoned, restored, opened. So I dive into the Bunk’Art, and a lot of film rolls.
Humid tunnels. Darkness in the middle of the day. A silent cold breeze.
It’s there, and it’s timeless.
Fragments of things that decay in time.
Decay. Mud, rust, humidity and raw salt. Vast artificial landscape. Bird sanctuary.
Spikes, triangles and edges. Dark concrete watching me on a cloudy day in the north.
Silence and some rather peculiar motion. Calmness.
They left in a hurry, in the middle of experiments and a cup of tea.
Raw salt crystals. It’s eating the steel you can almost hear it.
Large aperture through the empty glasses.
Walking through the cages of steel and power.
It’s sleeping and waiting for the white to fade.
It’s weird when you tilt. So I tilt.