I took a few old clay and metal pots, some cracked and all worn-out, to the river and scooped the liquid content with them. The motive was distinctly nostalgic; I was reliving the forgotten and the obsolete. Nowadays we no longer go to the river and scoop water there. The rivers are dead, but they still run, they still want to live.
On that occasion I expressed myself in a literary form as well, composing a few verses.
Date of Implemetation:
June 2002
Place/Locus:
The Mirna River between the towns of Tržišče and Jelovec in the Dolenjska Region
Number of Participants:
Autonomous work