Pierre Coric


Chaos, systems and vibrations
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Text for the 2021 edition of Ujazdowski Diary
Here is There Through Time and Space

Here is There Through Time and Space
Quote by Kasia, two years ago.

I was thoughtfully using the 2020 edition of this diary while I was in Warsaw from January 6th until March 28th. Then, a big gap. This contribution takes shape overnight, between short naps, from Brussels on Sunday the 30th of August to Monday the 31st on the page of which I wrote 'WARSAW' while trains are translating our mutual states of ABSENCE into ones of PRESENCE again.

In Germany, I'm eating grapes from Italy while thinking about hipsters re-purposing euro-pallets into furniture for their local-businesses. We don't wish farewell to goods nor do we welcome them. They are just now and here, Like the Internet, tap water, highways or electricity: as a direct experience, their presence belongs more to our environment than to our culture. The first time that I was coming to Warsaw, two years ago, with Achille. We missed our plane as a burning truck was blocking the highway going to the airport. We started hitchhiking, and in the evening reached Hanover, which I'm now crossing. An unknown truck of unknown goods burning for an unknown reason preventing young tourists from reaching their plane.

My last evening in Antwerp, we were driving with Jivan among fields near the nuclear power plant of Doel, searching for a view on some water. Eventually, we found access to a small dike sheltering the lands from the estuary of the river Schelde. You have to picture yourself in the middle of rainy muddy dark fields, rising four meters, and suddenly enjoying an open view on the gigantic Antwerp Harbor. Full of lights and distant noises. Five times wider than the city. Turning the sky orange.
Witnessing this ungraspable organized chaos from the other side of the river, its beauty in the rainy night and the raw realization that, as users, we are part of it, was bizarrely soothing.

The controller who checked my ticket in Brussels told me to 'enjoy my stay'. The expression 'enjoy your go' should exist. Godspeed, farewell, may the wind always blow in your back. Travel blessings are beautiful. Stays are enjoyable only as long as one can choose whether they are temporary or not.
Whether you are passing through a monstrous unleashed harbor, a castle getting lost into backward ideology or an uncomfortable bench made out of pallets the strategy appears to me to be tunneling inside, under and around until it falls.

I wish you the freedom of living/leaving/staying where and when your bodies are.



Building Polyliths

A Polylith is a fluid-structure.
It doesn't exist, but it's already here, somewhere among us.
It is built to collectively invent and spread new stories.
It is a tool which usages lay in the process of making it as well as in its final form.
It is made in collaboration with active and passive, humans and non-humans actors of a specific place.
Polyliths builders accept the inevitable decay of their structure as well as their constant evolution.
This inevitable decay followed by the final disintegration of the structure is only seen by the Polyliths builders as an opportunity to spread and re-crystallize later, in some other time and space.
Only a community can pretend to own a Polylith. As Language, it only exists spread among each of us. Nobody could ever grasp all the elements of a Polylith.
Hence, Polyliths never/always fully exist.

I start thinking and writing about the Polyliths in March 2020 in Warsaw. I was conducting a research project around the River Wisła during my residency at C.C.A. Ujazdowski castle. Some political struggles are taking place there as the far-right Polish government is trying to turn this institution into a conservative art-space. During my research, I became really interested in river sand. This material is extracted and used for construction purposes in Warsaw. After the war, the debris of the city was partially spread in the river.
Turns out that with the same material, sand, you can build cities, castles or make glass depending of which energy you deploy.
The uses of the cities, castles or glass objects are also multiples and depends on your approach.
Deprived of its vital energy, a castle is just a dull block of sand.

After Re-watching "2001 A Space Oddysey", these ideas start to crystalize into the word Polylith. The counterpart of the Monolith. The monolith is a representation of a certain idea of progress, intelligence, and knowledge. It pulls history into a precise direction, violently, mercilessly, and in a fashion that seems automatic. Polyliths take the present day. Originate from context and adapt to the situation while trying to inflect it in whatever direction seem the best at a given moment with always the risk and acceptance of potential mistakes.

Confronting the objective conspiracy of the order of things, there is a diffuse conspiracy of which we are de facto members. The Invisible Committee - To Our Friends - 2007



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