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About the author: Polish born, studied photography at New York’s Fashion Institute of Technology, currently based in Europe. Interested in art, nature and people.
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Photo by Monika Sala
Public art has always been the area of my interest. While being in Berlin I stepped upon a large installation designed by Peter Eisenman. Located within a few steps from US Embassy, Eisenman’s installation appears literally as a borderless field of concrete. This maze like installation invites an ordinary passer-by to walk through the myriad of rectangular columns.
“As I step in, I instantly become absorbed by the regular grid of the concrete blocks.  The feeling of symmetry diminishes abruptly as my feet touch an uneven ground that fluctuates in its own flow. I start walking faster and make sudden turns. Sometimes I catch a shadow of another person that quickly disappears in the corners of the maze. Not so warm September air becomes moist and almost tangible as the human voices, longing callings that soften in the distance fill up the air. It reminds me a little the feeling associated with walking through Richard Serra’s large-scale metal sculptures. Likewise in Serra’s work I am entirely immersed by the internal energy of Eisenman installation. I open up myself and let it guide me.”

Photo by Monika Sala

Public art has always been the area of my interest. While being in Berlin I stepped upon a large installation designed by Peter Eisenman. Located within a few steps from US Embassy, Eisenman’s installation appears literally as a borderless field of concrete. This maze like installation invites an ordinary passer-by to walk through the myriad of rectangular columns.

“As I step in, I instantly become absorbed by the regular grid of the concrete blocks.  The feeling of symmetry diminishes abruptly as my feet touch an uneven ground that fluctuates in its own flow. I start walking faster and make sudden turns. Sometimes I catch a shadow of another person that quickly disappears in the corners of the maze. Not so warm September air becomes moist and almost tangible as the human voices, longing callings that soften in the distance fill up the air. It reminds me a little the feeling associated with walking through Richard Serra’s large-scale metal sculptures. Likewise in Serra’s work I am entirely immersed by the internal energy of Eisenman installation. I open up myself and let it guide me.”

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