w. Judita Levitnerová
Curated by: Jiří Sirůček & Noemi Purkrábková
Translucent rays hitting the skyline
Seemingly without a body.
Spread all over the shivering surface
Itching at the speed of light.
Chasing grooves, grooving trenches into stone.
Running through thoughts
Gluing tissues to thin air.
Tracing every height, depth and change of pattern
Here they rush,
Carving firm space into networks.
Tell me: Are they one or are they many?