SALA — Scare Me Not
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"Kid’s memories – they haunt like wild hounds, persecute in dreams and execute their unknown goals till the final bell tolls. Then, there, again, with every passage through these familiar places I fall into disorientation, my vertigo increases, breath sporadically quickening – they are here, they appear as large structures in the clearing, speaking in the elementary language of silence and decay. Monsters out of time with inanimate coral-like metal webs, dead but dreaming cthulhoid relatives on the ground calling me voicelessly, dissolving my selves till I surrender…scare me not, scare me not!
Iron elementals braided with iconic cosmogonies – corrosion eaten machines from soviet era, betrayed, forgotten, despiritualized. What can they tell to me, what spells do their amuletic screws still possess ? Carefully I crawl with ears open, all my senses tense in almost orgiastic state, seduction is inevitable! Low hum and creaks! Chtulhu speaks! Scare me not, scare me not…
In awe I operate in devastated state with esoteric surgical instruments of sonar knowledge extracting, deconstructing and re-constructing again the digital phonic golem to fight my phantasmal childhood hounds. Rhythm and incantation, low drone and colourless all-negation. Swarm of rust lifted by the wind from gasoline saturated ground. Scare me not, scare me not…" (Audrius Simkunas, December 2016)
Iron elementals braided with iconic cosmogonies – corrosion eaten machines from soviet era, betrayed, forgotten, despiritualized. What can they tell to me, what spells do their amuletic screws still possess ? Carefully I crawl with ears open, all my senses tense in almost orgiastic state, seduction is inevitable! Low hum and creaks! Chtulhu speaks! Scare me not, scare me not…
In awe I operate in devastated state with esoteric surgical instruments of sonar knowledge extracting, deconstructing and re-constructing again the digital phonic golem to fight my phantasmal childhood hounds. Rhythm and incantation, low drone and colourless all-negation. Swarm of rust lifted by the wind from gasoline saturated ground. Scare me not, scare me not…" (Audrius Simkunas, December 2016)