pragmalinguistica

We embarked on a project rooted in our shared poetic praxis, intending to evolve over time. Our aim was to create a piece that captured the essence of our writing experiences within specific spaces. Termed “pragmalinguistica,” the concept denoted a language that exists in the immediate present, making it practical and impactful within the space. Regrettably, our collaborative journey took an unexpected turn, leading to disagreements during the exhibition’s development. This ultimately resulted in the showcasing of my diaries. These diaries not only delved into the halted development of the language due to our conflict but also explored my emotions. Interestingly, the exhibition transformed into a narrative of discommunication rather than communication. The exhibition featured an accompanying program comprising performances, dialogical acting, and poetry readings. Despite the challenges faced in the collaborative process, the unfolding narratives and performances aimed to engage the audience in a genuine exploration of language, emotion, and the complexities of interpersonal dynamics

I don’t remember the Sun ever-rising, yet it doesn’t seem it will set any time soon. I feel a kind of relationship between us, I feel the mutual influence and instability of our dynamics in the longest of all days. The changeless scenery brings unrest alive, and I can’t help but think that I, in my solitude, might be the cause of it all. I’m burning my sight looking at the Sun and reflecting on our silent dialogue. One loner to another. While I rush here and there in an effort to find where I belong, my companion remains motionless in one place that doesn’t even seem to be their home. Are they stubborn or have they just resigned? The intimacy of mutual misunderstanding becomes a mirror of myself. Am I really looking for my place? Do I want to belong? Somewhere? To someone? To something? To include me in the unambiguous structures of your being?

Text by Edita Štrajtová