off season.
(EN)OFF SEASON is an in eco-art gesture consisting of found objects, poetry and found footage, installed at the K85 showcase as a site specific installation (6/1-26/3/2022). "Off season" is inspired by the improvised seasonal post-Christmas urban installations of discarded Christmas trees left on the city streets in the Anrthropocene.
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Το OFF SEASON είμαι μια in situ eco-εγκατάσταση που εμπνέεται από τις αυτοσχέδιες εποχικές εγκαταστάσεις των πεταμένων χριστουγεννιάτικων δέντρων στους δρόμους της πόλης μετά το πέρας των γιορτών. Περιλαμβάνει ένα ευρεθέν αντικείμενο, video λούπες από found footage και το ποίημα We Go No More To The Forest της Mary Colborne-Veel.
The rimus are all cut down.
They are built into roof and sill and wall,
Into floors that thrill to the last foot-fall
In the dancing of the town.
We go no more to the forest,
The kauris are all cut down.
They are built into ships so stout and strong,
Bearing their cargoes safe along,
Sailing from town to town.
We go no more to the forest,
The ratas are all cut down.
There are cornfields, golden and green and wide,
For the tangled depths where a world might hide,
And our lawns lie smooth in town.
We go no more to the forest:
Young, wild things are all cut down.
We are buying and selling and making love,
As the grown folk do, with a roof above,
And our hearts are at home in town.
They are built into roof and sill and wall,
Into floors that thrill to the last foot-fall
In the dancing of the town.
We go no more to the forest,
The kauris are all cut down.
They are built into ships so stout and strong,
Bearing their cargoes safe along,
Sailing from town to town.
We go no more to the forest,
The ratas are all cut down.
There are cornfields, golden and green and wide,
For the tangled depths where a world might hide,
And our lawns lie smooth in town.
We go no more to the forest:
Young, wild things are all cut down.
We are buying and selling and making love,
As the grown folk do, with a roof above,
And our hearts are at home in town.