Noam Baitner

Comma One Comma Two

“To write: to try meticulously to retain something, to cause something to survive; to wrest a few precise scraps from the void as it grows, to leave somewhere a furrow, a trace, a mark or a few signs”.

(Georges Perec, Species of Spaces and Other Pieces)

Incidental movements of fingers creates a shape, and another one, and another. It seems that without intending to, a private language is revealed. And like a process of “emergence” from the palm of the hand’s space to the exhibition’s space, the formative movements grow, embodied in matter, and become a language in space.

From a distance of time and place, scattered on the rocky ground are the remains of an ancient fortress, from the period before the Common Era. Among them, heavy Heart-shaped stones – which in the past made up the pillars of the fortress – are also left lying. And today, there are but mere signs that carry emotional meaning.

The work comes to reconstruct the hidden history of a single body in a universal history. It focuses on the private, raw signs that create their own syntax and offers them a wider context, which points out the future meaning that they will likely to be carried.