HOW NOT TO FEEL REMORSEFUL ABOUT CHANGE?

HOW NOT TO FEEL REMORSEFUL ABOUT CHANGE? 

A space of cyclical change? After all, the essence of space is change! 

Right, but what is it that is changing? What is the change about? What is it triggered by? Or who? Who is in charge here? If anyone at all... 

Architects? Or is it usurpation? 

Perhaps, it's usurper’s rape of the nature of space, on architecture itself, or, in other words, on the very thing they claim to be so fond of (raping?) 

After all, space is exactly what you see. Of course it is constant and we have been observing it for centuries for as long as we can reach with memory, our own or someone else’s, with a spoken word, a manuscript, or an artifact. And here we are, inside of it – same as it is. So who is … creating … whom?  

We already know everything. Or even better: we keep expanding our knowledge. Of space and ourselves. As we have been studying it for such a long time it’s as clear as day that we are not going back, is that right or what? Culture and Science, that’s it!

Many say life is a journey. So we keep walking. Farther and farther, supposedly collecting on the way what we think is essential. Or what we were told was essential. The sooner you start collecting the better off you are. And for me. You know... the more you collect, the easier it is for us to get along. After all, it's not about making it any harder. Growth, that’s it!

A heavy backpack has two essential faults: it hinders movements and takes up too much thought. That's why you need to get trained. To make it easier to carry it. Eventually we are so well-trained that we no longer feel the burden. It seems so light we think it’s no longer there. But it is. And we are trained in carrying it. And in nothing else. We collect the baggage of life experiences, wisdoms, and follies. And then we have to carry on living with it all somehow. Some people don't make it. They haven't trained hard enough.

THE RESORT IS EXACTLY AS EVERYONE CAN SEE. ITS REPETITIVENESS IS AN ILLUSION CREATED BY BAGGAGE THAT PREVENTS US FROM SEEING.

TO HEAR YOU MUST FREE YOURSELF, GET RID OF. EVERYTHING. AND WAIT. FOR THE SOUNDS. JOYCE IS A GENIUS – IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO READ "FINNEGANS WAKE". THIS TEXT IS INDIGESTIBLE. IT IS LIKE DOING NOTHING.

EXPERIENCING THE TRASH SPACE OF THE EARLY 1990S – IT'S THE SPACE I LOVE. IN THE 1990S, IT WAS EXTREMELY IMPOVERISHED AND A TRUE DUMP, LATER IT STARTED TO BE DEVELOPED BY ALL SORTS OF AMATEUR BUSINESSMEN WHO COULD AFFORD TO APPROPRIATE A PART OF IT. ARCHITECTS DIDN'T HAVE OR DIDN'T WANT TO HAVE A SAY. 

THEY EITHER THOUGHT THEY DID, THAT YES, IT WAS THE RIGHT THING TO DO, OR THEY WERE WAITING FOR COMMISSIONS FOR THESE PIECES OF SPACE. 

THAT WHICH WAS IN BETWEEN OVER TIME BEGAN TO BE TAKEN CARE OF BY THE CITY. THAT'S WHERE THE COMMISSIONS ALSO CAME IN. 

AND IT GOT PRETTY. AND STUFFY. 

BUT THESE COMMISSIONS COULD BE INTERESTING. YOU JUST NEED TO HAVE EYES TO SEE.

THE VALUE OF THIS EXHIBITION IS THE INDETERMINACY OF THE SUBJECT – IT IS FROM WHERE THE RICHNESS OF PROJECTS IS DERIVED. 

ARCHITECTURAL TASK?

OR MAYBE VALUATION OF SPACE OCCURS WITH A FUNCTION ATTACHED? 

THEME. PROJECT. COMMISSION. THIS WILL BE THE BEST WAY. WHAT WILL BE THE BEST WAY? 

BECAUSE IT WILL BE IMPOSSIBLE TO CHANGE ANYTHING AFTERWARDS. 

Oh, how I enjoyed my first order! 

But it’s place was taken by a house with a chocolate roof.

THE VALUE OF THIS EXHIBITION IS CONJURING UP THEMES. IT HAS NO PREASSIGNED THEME. IT’S WHERE THEMES ARE INVENTED. 
 

It’s where the sea level rises. It's where the birds nest. It’s where electricity is generated. There are grasses and trees. And new ones appear. And you can TAKE A SHOWER in their crowns. There are locals. And visitors. And then there are structures.... And shapes. Rationality mixed with irrationality. Like broad daylight with a dream.

THE VALUE OF THIS EXHIBITION IS JUXTAPOSITION OF THEMES. 

Not juxtaposition of the ways in which a THEME can be solved.  

JUXTAPOSITION OF THEMES WITHIN A SINGLE PIECE OF SPACE.  

THE VALUE OF THESE THEMES ARE JUXTAPOSITIONS WITHIN EACH THEME. THEY ARISE IN COLLISIONS. OF COLOURS. OF CONCLUSIONS. OF THEMES. OF IMPRESSIONS. OF CALCULATIONS. OF ANALYSIS. OF THE SUN, OF THE BEACH, AND OF THE INTENSITY OF ALL AROUND THEM REFERRED TO AS A RESORT. THE RESORT.

What's the point of showing such different functions in a single place and for a single place? After all, you MUST make up your mind!

Such as a juxtaposition of photos of the site where the Szczecin Customs House is now located –  photos from 1905 and 1907.

BECAUSE CONSTANCY IS A DELUSION. THERE IS ALWAYS VIOLENCE BEFORE A DECISION. 

ONLY DEATH IS PERMANENT.

So what is it all about with space?  

In my opinion, in spite of all, it is still alive. In spite of all.


PAWEŁ WACHNICKI, ARCHIECT JANUARY, 2023