Room 1x1x1
“One early spring morning, when I woke up and touched the cool metal doorknob of my room, and I suddenly recalled the temperature of that metal blocks used in radiotherapy years ago. I remebered my mom and I, united in that small, sealed room surrounded by thick metal blocking walls. I wondered what had really happended during those times, rushing between hospitals, offices, and school, quarrel and reconciliation, that quietly companionship.
One evening, exhausted, when I came home and imeediately collapsed on the sofa. Suddenly, I realized that my dad in my memory, always looked exhausted lying on the sofa too. It seemed that when my strange and prolonged medical journey began, he was also diagnosed with heart issues. Suddenly, I understood why and felt sad, as if my illness had masked his own pain, making him even more silent.”
performance, aluminium, plants, remixed floor maps, body datas, etching, poem
This imaginative room integrates the floor maps of three consultation rooms and private spaces, constructed according to memory and the artist's physical body data. It refers to various illnesses the artist has experienced and is currently undergoing.
The performance parodies stretching exercises and choreography, using physical movements to depict objects and dimensions within the space, such as sliding doors, sofas, tables, and bookcases. It consists of three different interpreatations, repeatedly entering and exiting this space. Outside the room, there is a white bench for waiting and resting. On top of this, a handmade thick aluminum metal box is placed, containing a poem printed on white paper and gauze, reflecting an isolated radiation therapy room. This is a complex ongoing journey that combines family and personal history, disease and healing, protection and damage, which still needs to be sorted out.