It’s been now ten days since I’ve been back to the UK and as soon as I arrived I went to Manchester where my work was showing as part of Make It a Better Place exhibition, curated by artist Dinu Li. Had a wonderful time there, making that transition from one place to another seamless and strengthening that sense of on one hand placelessness and on the other a sense of greater and deeper centeredness. (do this ness words exist?) I quite like that time when one has arrived and at the same time not quite there, I find that I am both at the same time more alert to noticing minor details around me I never noticed before and at the same time am not quite present, as if my mind is still catching up, is somewhere else…
On the way back whilst sitting on a train, memory flashing back to the train journey from Banja Luka to Mostar I again jotted a few words down (see the impossibility of taking photographs earlier blog post…).
I don’t sense disaster in this landscape
it all seems calm.
people in their houses
lights on
dinner is being served.
I try to relax
as the train glides through.
Everything seems normal.
(could anything go wrong now?)
I half expect to see holes
in the terraced houses
lining up the street
(bullet holes that is)
and yet they seem intact
red
and white.
Fields seem in order
motorways too.
Outside it is slowly getting dark
and more menacing
as we approach London.
Yesterday I picked up my negatives and contact sheets – 47 of them! Well pleased and intend to post some images here soon.
