Szabolcs SÜLI-ZAKAR
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We are stuck between
each other. But the
tightest place where we
are is in ourselves. Locked
up in our bodies. The
boundary of the self may
also coincide with the
boundary of the body. Our
skin is like a piece of
clothing, although we
cannot take it off.
Similarly, we cannot
undress either as we look
further out from this body,
but still quite close. What
do you think is the unit of
measurements for
distances? Metres? What
is the scale of our eyes?
Where the sky and the
earth meet? Is there even
any unit of measurement
for observation? What do
you prefer to see most? -
when you are not looking
in a mirror. Your shoes?
Your nail? Or those
between whom you are
stuck? Or perhaps the
boundaries that exist
within yourselves? Or do
you prefer to peer at the
horizon in your free time?

Erika Baglyas
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Horizon
Horizontal I, Hortobágy, 2007
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Horizon
Horizontal II, Malomgát, Vámospécs, Hungary, 2008


Horizon
Horizontal II, Malomgát, Vámospécs, Hungary, 2008
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Horizontal
Horizontal II., Krapanj, Croatia, 2009
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Horizontal
Horizontal II., Krapanj, Croatia, 2009


Horizontal
Horizontal II., Krapanj, Croatia, 2009






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