Maja Bajevic, En attendant, 1995, installation, 100 x 100 cm, earth, grass, worms, footprints, wall text.
Sometimes I want to scream, run, sleep…
Sometimes I think that I don’t know anything. And I feel better.
And then I think: maybe I could go away somewhere,
to, so to say, run away,
My legs are the fastest in running, my hands two weather vanes,
scatterbrains, my head a balloon, and my legs?
Not bad at all for runaways, so to say, they were made for it.
And then I think…
But I have been standing too long,
and the earth has already gotten used to the shape of my feet.