Az érdekel, hogy mi érdekel valójában.

- József Tasnádi, Statements, 1990-2019

As a child I loved pretending to be an adult. Now I’d rather pretend to be a child.

Riding a bike being drunk, the road and I are all that exist. I am floating in the air, it is as if I was flying.

Like a mosquito in the wind.

Ich bin lost, aber

der Blick ist schön.

Sitting on the train, watching people’s movements. Trying to get to know them by their words, their facial expressions, their reactions.

This, of course, requires careful observation.

Meanwhile, we aim to conceal our activities. Pretending to be uninterested by the presence of the stranger.

I don’t like making guesses, but if I look at the answer right away, surely I forget it.

Up to a certain age, children do not understand what a plane is and how high they are flying.

Then they do.

We are like that with everything.

Slipping into the water,

I dip my head and float.

As if returning to the womb.

Ist das alles? Wenn das alles ist,

Freunde, lass uns weitertanzen!

- Young-Hae Chang, Heavy Industries, 2020