I Moved in the Direction of the Text

Nine sentences sandblasted into the built environment at various locations across the residential area. Each sentence addresses the reader in movement — on a pavement, at a corner, over a railing — placing their own body, posture and the passing moment at the centre.

Pictured sentences:

my curiosity | around the next corner | led me further

I moved closer to the maple | in the direction of the text | towards City Gross | Kaliningrad | Damascus

there | against the wall | I had to bend down | to read on

I could have stepped on them | but read the words | neck facing the sky

if the light were to fall against the letters | my shadow on the ground | underneath would be darkness, roots, earth