{"id":184,"date":"2020-12-31T11:30:08","date_gmt":"2020-12-31T11:30:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.blog-archkuleuven.be\/drawing-architecture-ii-situational-sites-procedural-worlds\/?p=184"},"modified":"2021-01-05T07:50:39","modified_gmt":"2021-01-05T07:50:39","slug":"vanda-vybohova-street-screen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.blog-archkuleuven.be\/drawing-architecture-ii-situational-sites-procedural-worlds\/2020\/12\/31\/vanda-vybohova-street-screen\/","title":{"rendered":"Vanda Vybohova ‘Street Screen’"},"content":{"rendered":"

Railing<\/span><\/p>\n

A barrier consisting of a rail and supports. <\/span><\/p>\n

A simple structural element, mostly seen as a half wall. Extremely functional, needed, required. Our safety net.<\/span><\/p>\n

How silly of me hoping to find its redundant nature this October. An impossible task I created for myself.<\/span><\/p>\n

We all have already seen one railing. We know the drill already very well. <\/span><\/p>\n

Always be careful, preferably don\u00b4t run around.<\/span><\/p>\n

Railings come in all different forms. It might be massive, thin, heigh, bright, ornamental…<\/span><\/p>\n

By its appearance, it alarms us in advance that there is something going on.<\/span><\/p>\n

There might be a big gap behind, a hole, a possible danger of falling. There is a second and different space to the one we are walking ON right now.<\/span><\/p>\n

We unconsciously start to predict possible spaces hiding behind the railing on our horizon.<\/span><\/p>\n

We unconsciously start to create a new mind cloud, a map a vision of what is waiting there, but we can not know for sure what exactly to expect.<\/span><\/p>\n

We have to approach, stop and have a look around. Or not even stopping. It is fine to continue walking. One hand on a railing one in a pocket. Eyes are no longer on my feet.<\/span><\/p>\n

This was Belgium, Gent. My temporary home. I am still a tourist in these streets. This \u00falace is my exterior.<\/span><\/p>\n

Returning home to Slovakia, I am starting to explore my inside. Places I know by heart, even with a blindfold on my eyes. After a while of my absence here, it is nice to have the same old tour guide as I had as a child here<\/span><\/p>\n

Because I might have forgotten something I have to revisit. <\/span><\/p>\n

Again, one hand on a railing, one in a pocket.<\/span><\/p>\n

My eyes are browsing the sky or a ceiling. Checking what is going on, on the other site. There might be a river below, or a second floor, lots of flowers, maybe a strange \u2013 see-through mechanics of an old elevator. The wide hall of a railway station. <\/span><\/p>\n

Again the river, but this time with a boat. Or nothing particular\u2026<\/span><\/p>\n

Railing- the distorted window frame laid down in a line, not framing just one view, but millions of them at once.<\/span><\/p>\n

All of them connected together.<\/span><\/p>\n

One big trajectory, our guideline.<\/span><\/p>\n

One big window frame.<\/span><\/p>\n

One minute site<\/p>\n