Blindfolded, bare feet, with headphones and a helmet on my head I let go of control and simply follow a rope that leads me through the 40 minutes of an individual experience ‘Door into the Dark’ by an English art collective Anagram. I feel safe, the chances are small that something disastrous would happen to me in an art gallery. However it is physically and emotionally saturated experience.
From the very beginning of the journey, having to empathize with a blind person is so intense that it makes me cry. The fact that my grandfather is loosing his eyesight makes this experience more dramatic and I wish the introduction story was less confronting. I am experiencing the environment with my hands and body, adapting to a new situation, not being sure about anything and trusting my own senses. These sensations together with my personal thoughts worked so strong that I can now say that for the first time in my life an installation made me cry.
Surrendering to the void, risking, and sometimes feeling lost is not something new to my mind. I like to exercise my ability to orientate and disorientate, to find a way to trust my intuition once again and let undiscovered paths unfold. Usually stepping into the dark is worth the risk, but I have to say that sometimes it gets my feet wet. This time it was just my eyes.
This work has been mentioned in the context of immersive theater, storytelling, interactive/ immersive installation, soundscape and more. I felt like I was inside a documentary film, but instead of my eyes, I was watching it with my ears, feet and hands. It was a new and intensified way of watching a film.