Eva Reicher

My sound reflects my own voice in symbiosis with a white noise constantly playing in the background. I feel this work as an attempt to sing beautiful melodies while being sometimes interrupted by various noises all around me. Towards the end my voice begins to resonate as I put more efforts to demonstrate my own fears and finally, it turns into almost a "muted" scream performed by my closed mouth. I wish for the melodies to continue and for the noise to turn into something more harmonic but unfortunately at the moment I see the end only in screaming.

Polina Potapova

2022 was a year of profound disorientation. Russia invaded Ukraine. I packed two suitcases and in two weeks my family and me moved to another country and here in Georgia far away from home my second son was born.
Throughout this year, I've been trying to reassess and understand all these global and personal events. Loss of motherland brought forth a range of difficult emotions such as shock, anger, sadness and profound guilt. It feels like a big piece of life has been cut out from my heart, and all I can do is peer at this void and try to find new meanings. I encountered my other self -deeply wounded and fragile.