The Big Empty
ongoing (2016 - )
Air appears thick and somewhat hazy. There is good deal of dust floating and it’s hard to guess how long it’s been here for. All actions are accompanied by a repetitive lag, with the environment rendering itself time and time again. Textures shimmer. The ambience is of deficient, sedative dynamics – a beat per minute. Slow drifting events for makeshift audiences – shuffling backgrounds, gentle sounds. Antechamber with gyms and vending machines, to be stored up in for the time being, to take your mind off the passing time. Inside, one can hear cascades of murmur, impossible to pinpoint. No matter, most of it is AC anyway and it’s good the damn thing is on. The environment seems to have been stale for ages. A warm welcome comes with each iteration. I am cargo. I have seen all this before – in every other stock reception hall. Nothing is much of a surprise. The pattern is the same everywhere – each an instance of one, recurring waiting room. Pressure and humidity are adequate, no time seems to pass – a perpetual leisure truly well conceived.