META CITY SYMPTOMS #4​9Simon Svetlik​​Zemljo Krast’ /...

META CITY SYMPTOMS #4​9Simon Svetlik​​Zemljo Krast’ /...

Materialni pogoji produkcije, 4. julij 2017 ― META CITY SYMPTOMS #4​9 Simon Svetlik​​Zemljo Krast’ / Stealin’ land​​ 23.6.2017, 18:54 Stealin’ land is childrens game we all used to play. Artist is paraphrasing it by game of go played by himself (against himself as representative of humankind) by improvised means just like stealin’ land is used to play.  Meta City Symptom #49 was done in a specific location among strategic positions of centers of power. Your enemy’s key point is your own key point. (Go proverb)
META CITY SYMPTOMS #4​6WISH YOU WERE HERE (MICK)A monument in three chaptersChapter II, 21-4-2017,...

META CITY SYMPTOMS #4​6WISH YOU WERE HERE (MICK)A monument in three chaptersChapter II, 21-4-2017,...

Materialni pogoji produkcije, 21. april 2017 ― META CITY SYMPTOMS #4​6 WISH YOU WERE HERE (MICK)A monument in three chaptersChapter II, 21-4-2017, 22:00L14, Langebrückenstraße 14, Fulda, Germany WISH YOU WERE HERE (MICK)A monument in three chapters Francisco Tomsich The first chapter of this series of monuments to the Slovenian poet and artist Merklin Dušan Mick (1954-2016) came to happen only in my mind. I was thinking hard about Mick, without any special reason, while living briefly in Lisbon in October-November, 2016. It was then when I first imagined a Meta City Symptoms series made out of Mick’s absence/ presence in different places turned out to me ephemeral living and working landscapes. I have already chosen a place where that first chapter of the Wish You Were Here (Mick) series would be done, an altar-like group of three empty and dismantled little shop windows from a closed ouriversaria (a silversmith’s shop) located in Rua da Betesga 2, in the very centre of Lisbon. But I left that sad and beautiful city sooner as planned, and then I started to think about this idea as a project, and I talked about it with my friends of Meta City Symptoms group. At the end of January, 2017, I visited Ljubljana. The first night, having dinner with some friends, Yasmin told me that Mick have passed away on the last day of the year gone. An artist’s dead is not like others, but Mick was my friend, and death is always death. I knew Mick for the first time at the very beginning of my Ljubljana years. As everybody knows, he was present at any opening, event or show related to the art world. I first thought he was just a drunkard; later I realised he was an artist, and a very critical one. He gave me one of his books of poems (I have three of them, I don´t know how many he made) in one of the first occasions we met. He was one of the few persons who, due to the fact that he didn´t speak English so well, had the patience to talk with me in Slovene, teaching me a lot while doing so. We gradually became friends. H
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