Living Room
an installation about stories

​This installation is about stories of our neighbors, that we are getting to know only fragmentally through sounds of them. Stories behind our apartment walls, that we may never learn completely.

Some people kindly shared own personal or neighbors stories, I documented them and created a fictive living room with a sea urchin in the middle of it. The visitors of the installation could find the stories at the form of letters and take one letter with them.

The installation took place at workish.berlin in Berlin within the festival 48h Neukölln at the end of June 2024.

​I built my house next to yours
My wall touched yours and they became together one.
And they separated us.
 
There is your living room behind my bedroom wall 
Where you live, there I sleep.
And tonight when I went to bed, I heard a laugh.
It came from you. Was it a tickle or was it a hug?
I only know, I heard one touch.

I fell asleep and heard a tac
Maybe something small fell from your hand
And found the floor under your feet
In silence almost heard you still.
​
The morning after I made my bed
I wondered if you reached what fell
​I heard the drop, did you pick it up​
​Did your fingers hold it back?
My bedsheets from that night
Were folded in between
Somewhere at a place
Where you let and where I miss.

The middays passed, the summer came
I haven´t heard you since that day
Things fall and lay, things fall and break
I didn´t ask you what it may
have been that thing that kept your hand
And dropped to layers out of sand
A glass of drink that touched your skin,
Your favourite earring or just a thing
Some bedsheets
Something small there in between
Where you left where I still breath.