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Pagafantas// two texts
A text I wrote to accompany Seth Pick’s upcoming show in Berlin, Biophilia. The first is my original text, the second is google-translates German-English translation of the original translation
This is an international city, and it has its own continents too. I think about that, as I walk through the park, and think about an international frontier. Its textures and forms are echoed throughout the landscaping; not urban fighting, but hedgerows, metal hoardings, greening water, black searchlights; a mouldy and damp war, baling-twine handcuffs. Hot sun is baking the grass and around its perimeters tower blocks rise up above the trees. I make my way to the lake, its low shores cut out of the turf and a frame of poured concrete paths. On this I write not peaches, but chlorine exhaust blown daily over slick-wet granite pavement, and crypto-turkish men, and I can’t shake my head any more.
There are some fierce mothers in the park today. Sometimes the park feels like the only refuge for humanity in this city. Parks are the birthplace of urban solidarity. Bodies amass in parks in search of joy, not consumption. Victorian planners battled with their twin offerings of revolt and pacification, building great iron fences and gates to control the flow of bodies. If I could I’d never leave this park. I came for a panic attack, stayed for a tear-filled phone call, am leaving a little freer, lighter. Cops hate parks, property developers hate parks. Friends love parks, lovers love parks.
Some parks have exiles and others have émigrés. In this one I find two of the latter; a couple, friends, dipping their feet in the lake as I push out of the undergrowth like a member of the militia looking for amnesty. In Spanish culture, a “Pagafantas” (Fantapayer) is a man in love with a young woman, who does not love him back. The phrase suggests always being the one paying for another’s Fanta.
Huw Lemmey, 2014
This is an international city and it has its own continents. Strolling through the park, I follow that thought and think of an international border. Their textures and shapes are echoed in the landscape; not as an urban combat zone, but in hedgerows, metal fences, green-flowered water, black searchlights; a musty-humid war, handcuffs Sachs band.The hot sun bakes the grass and to grow beyond its outline residential towers over trees. I make it to the lake, the shallow banks seem cut out of the ground and lined with poured concrete paths. It does not smell just peaches, but rather by chlorine fumes that blow daily for slippery-wet pavement. Crypto-Turkish men. I wonder about anything.
Today, there are a few grim mothers in the park. Sometimes I think the park is the only refuge for humanity in this city. Parks are the cradle of urban solidarity. Body accumulate in the park in search of happiness, not consumption.Victorian garden designers struggled with this double of revolt and pacification, which is inherently the parks, and built mighty Eisenzäume and gates to control the flow of the body.
If I could, I would never leave this park. A panic attack led me here, I stayed to make a tearful phone call and now I am leaving the park a bit freer, easier. Cops hate parks, builders hate parks. Friends love parks, lovers love parks.
Some parks accommodate survivors, other expatriates in exile. In this park, I find two of the latter; a couple, friends, dangling their feet in the lake, while I break out of the woodwork as a member of the militia, by seeking amnesty. In the Spanish culture is a “Pagafantas” a man who is in love with a young woman who they love but not reciprocated.The word means that one is always the one who pays for the Fanta the other.
Huw Lemmey 2014, translated by Maike Fries and Christopher Wöllmer
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