Wandering in the skeleton of the city, in those places that have been deserted by official institutions but, places still alive, still breathing by wild interventions of their visitors; I focused my interest on how those disused spaces, underneath their kind of emptiness, are scene of a chaotic but shared taking over.
Tags and drawings, broken materials (windows, doors...), are here tools of a not verbal debate: across time, between people that could never physically knows each other but somehow meet by what they left behind (traces of passage, particular message or message to the world...). As a vocabulary, I used photographies and watercolors to act up my being in Bratislava, as to directly reflect impressions I felt in those places and as to enter this silent free debate.
