In collaboration with Manuela Macco
we were standing
at different locations,
in shared darkness.
1 December, 2020,
00:00 – 00:15 (UTC+1)
Biella, IT. – Dordrecht, NL.
I turned out the light. I slowly took a few steps into the room and stopped at a point that called for me. It was neither in the center nor in a corner of the room. I instinctively closed my eyes, I don’t know why, then opened them again. I observed the dark in its nuances. I listened to the sound of my bones, felt the roots of my hair. At one point I stopped focusing my eyes and the darkness became denser; there was a feeling of inner freshness.
I visualized you in your black room: You didn’t appear to be in an indoor space, nor in an outdoor space.. You seemed to be close.
I took a few deep breaths as if I wanted to catch your presence with my breathing.
I suddenly remembered that I forgot to set the timer. When I turned on the lamp and looked at the clock it was exactly fifteen minutes past midnight.
I was standing in front of a mirror when I switched off the light. I closed my eyes and opened them again, but that did not make any difference. I did not feel as if I was blind, more as if my eyelids were gone. I imagined you standing there as the mirrored image. I remembered you to be shorter, so I had to look down a bit. I imagined you standing there in a rectangle, like I had seen you doing before, while I was standing in this space, shaped as a snail shell.
I realised that we were not standing in spaces anymore, we were standing in darkness.