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time  space   desire  

In any place of the world, at a corner of a street, someone may stop you asking “one coin please?”
We may stop for a second and according to our mood and change in the pocket, give them a piece of currency
or not.
Yet these people, the homeless, might have something we don’t have. We, always in a hurry to get somewhere,
to get something (done).
Aren’t we missing our own space-time just as badly as they miss that one coin?
How much would we need to pay in order to get for ourselves the time and space that we would like to dedicate
to love (or art)?
From whom would we have to buy it? Our employers? Our academies? Funding bodies?
The state, the social security system or the labor market? Our wives and children or parents and neighbors?
From ourselves? Could we get it in another way than buying? Could we claim it?
Or beg for it, if we don’t have enough money to buy it? Beg from whom? Beg from ourselves?



Let’s try:
“Iuliana, would you give me some time and space please?”
“What do you need it for?”
“I want to make a portrait of the future man dying of lack of time and space.”
“Who do you think would want to see such things?”
“Man themselves. It would be like a new type of mirror, that shows other sides of reality,
from a time still to come. Not that they asked for it but it may serve them.”
“Sorry, I don’t have, I need to work to pay the bills, go ask somewhere else. But you should know,
begging doesn’t work in this society.”
“What then?”
“Applying.”
“What’s that?”
“Sort of begging but you’ll need a sharp discourse and a smart portfolio to convince them you deserve it”.
“But we all deserve time, why pretend I deserve it more than others? Begging seems more honest to me.”
“As you want, but it won’t work.”
“I’ll try anyway, it’s part of the concept.”

“Sir, Would you please give me some time and space? One year only.”
“What are your plans, methods and strategies? ”
“I want to make a portrait of the future man  dying of lack of   time and space.  It  will  be  a    
performance,  I will simply slow down progressively.  The sketch  is   here  in   front  of  you.”


Footnote: If some of today most acclaimed contemporary art curators emerged from last generation of artists,
one might presume that the next generation curators are today's funky DJs.

The sage: Maybe you could make it more fun, more sexy.  
Mira: Whatever makes them happy?  

(sort of fiction)