I recall the box of old letters together with yellowish pictures on the bottom of my closet. It suddenly seems laughable how I have always clung to this collection and perceived each and every letter, postcard and message as an embodiment of situations or people who were close to me in my life. I finally managed to silence the alarm clock. The sudden surround of silence brings up a short but intensive feeling of solitude. Time goes on. I speedily check another mailbox and swiftly respond to many of my virtual friends. Curtness, marginality and “the public nature” of this communication do not bother me. Important is to inform and to be informed. I inform my so-called friends about my feelings. The mailbox gradually fills up again with messages from people I do not know. It is paradoxical how I take pleasure in their interest and virtual presence. I rest in a cocoon of bits of information and strange kinds of amity. I forgot about the box of letters on the bottom of my closed already, in the same way I forgot about many people who used to contribute to my archive…

The year-round exhibition plan of Karlin Studios is supported by:
Magistrát hl.m. Prahy, Ministerstvo kultury ČR

Media support: Radio 1, Umělec, Artyčok.tv, Radio Wave, Artmap

Thanks: Libertas, Dřevobis

Project partner: m2 Real Estate, a.s