Poem by AWVH with submissions and answers around the world in 2020
Nelin Baykaldı

This is the first submission published for the first Open Call of Moving Drafts. The theme is a poem about adulthood written by Anna W. von Huber.
What do you see? What inspires you? Do you want to learn more about the artist?
Nelin Baykaldı is a 21 year-old literature student living in Istanbul Turkey. Through photography she is trying to do a visual research on her surroundings and her mind.
Thank you for submitting this great art work.
Dalesia Cozorici- If you keep silent
The following contribution is a submission by Dalesia Cozorici. It is a short film with the title: If you keep silent. Dalesia Cozorici manages to create a film that is carried by lightness. I answer with a poem written in german language.
Description: Anina – New Town district. A cloud of blockless windows with cavity walls. How do you see the world inside the chambers filled with dust and debris, where only the animals still get sheltered? A reflexive look at the ghosts of living in an abandoned neighbourhood.Is an insight into a city that we suspected to be dead, depopulated, far in the mountains, and slightly exotic.
„Our short film gives voices to the passages of the past, shapes and lights, trapped in abandoned cement blocks. Overlapping voices and noises on image filmed by Krasnogorsk 3 camera, on 16mm, dig up the life that was once lived there. Children playing in front of the block, kitchen sounds, plates gathered after a family meal, the sound of the refrigerator plugged in, all resonate in apartments without walls, wallpaper, doorknobs or windows.
The text is another form moulded on the feelings that tempt us when we step into a neighbourhood of forgotten blocks, when we hold our breath when we disconnect. A question that does not know how to be formulated. What a rhetorical disposition. Our past has holes in the walls, sand on the ground, broken connections. Maybe there’s something else, but there’s too much noise.
A different kind of noise. A sound of absence and white dust. But after all, how hard it is to be silent when traveling between two dimensions? “
– Dalesia Cozorici
when you see the cloud by AWVH Heute war alles verschwommen die Augen waren schwach Eine warme Traurigkeit ummantelt den Spaziergang der Drachenflieger die Ruhe wird stiller am Dorfberg in der Stadt bleibt sie fremd die Distanz nimmt langsam Stellung ein Eine aufwärmende Gemeinsamkeit?
Thank you for submitting this great art work.


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