Walking through Tsaritsyno Park on the outskirts of Moscow, my guide and I came to the end of a forest path.
Three questions about the Akademie’s special anniversary book.
»Wann gehört man zu einer Stadt, zu einem Ort? Wann gehört eine Stadt zu einem?«
Solitude Atlas from China by Wang Jiaxin, a fellow in the field of literature at Akademie Schloss Solitude in 1997/1998.
Solitude Atlas from Curitiba/Brazil by Pedro Dolabela Chagas, a fellow in the program art, science & business in 2009/2010.
Solitude Atlas from France/Paris by D. Kaufman, a fellow of the Jean-Jacques Rousseau Fellowship in 2013 and 2015.
Berlin ist ein außergewöhnlicher Ort, an dem andere Regeln als in den meisten Metropolen der westlichen Welt zu gelten scheinen.
Solitude Atlas from Shiraz/Iran by Amir Reza Koohestani, a fellow in the field of performing arts in 2014/15.
Solitude Atlas from Nyőgér/Hungary by Kinga Tóth, a fellow in the field of literature in 2013.
Solitude Atlas from Chișinău/Republic of Moldova by Nicoleta Esinencu, a fellow in the field of literature in 2003/2004
Война в тебе и во мне. Гражданская.
Повсюду — она.
Solitude Atlas from Riga/Lativa by Pauls Bankovskis, Solitude fellow in the field of literature in 2006
Solitude Atlas from Mexico City by Christian von Wissel, a fellow in the field of art, science & business in 2012.
Solitude Atlas from New York by Caroline O’Donnell, a fellow in the field of architecture in 2008/2009
There are moments where you find yourself between places that mean a lot to you, locations that coexist within you. – Copenhagen/Denmark
The most enduring image I have of the town I was born in is of four metallic giants in padma asan, lotus position, exhaling rusty breath into the sky. – Rourkela/India
My girlfriend is upper-working class. She lives in Blackheath, a suburb that by train – the cheapest form of travel in Cape Town…
You do the walking and I’ll be your camcorder. Be patient and take a good look at this picture, because you will have to try hard to imagine it otherwise.
I’ve been trying to get to a particular place in this city for as long as I can remember, but no one will take me. – Solitude Atlas from Beirut/Lebanon
»I live in Los Angeles. After ten years, the landscape, weather, and light feel strange to me, but I can see that I have a good life here.«
I stand looking into a field on the edge of Kerry at three cows curling their tongues around grass. – Solitude Atlas from Kerry/Ireland