Friday, June 17, 2011
the face of the passing interspace
Kvillebäcken, Gothenburg. Before the sun sets behind the rooftops, I watch the light of graffiti art rise in the liminality of an area torn down, waiting for a new one to be built.
Gentrification by a blow. Not by a flow. A political decision which levels the old to the ground and replaces it with a detailed plan of a new residential area. Leaving no space, whatsoever, for future imagination. And still, it loudly proclaims:
"With a little imagination, you can see the sun set behind the roof ridges." The words are those of the first add revealing what is to become of the bare terrain.
And yet, or because of that, seeds of imagination are being planted by graffiti artists finding a free but temporary space to work on.
The old and the new area stand in sharp contrast to each other. Nevertheless, the current interspace activity seems to be whispering, wanting for something in between... But how long will it go on? How long will there be allowing room? Not knowing, I report with an eye on the face of a passing interspace.