urbanrecall 04 - COLLUMINA II Light Art Project




Mar 13, 2020


Mar 13, 2020



audiovisual live performance [120mins]

interactive installation



  • 8 channel audio setup

  • 4 channel volumetric video projection

The 4th urbanrecall took place on the occasion of the second edition of the COLLUMINA Light Art Project in Cologne. COLLUMINA was not a typical light art festival, where light as an aesthetic element beautifies the urban space. Rather, it was a project that made it possible to address and intervene in social issues in urban space.

Since the fourth edition, poet and journalist Shabnam Azar has joined urbanrecall as a collaborator. Her poems were part of the installation and she read it during her performance. They call for freedom, using many different metaphors, such as words from nature for freedom and architectural constructions against freedom.

It was her first meeting with Nana Tazuke-Steiniger, who was active in the COLLUMINA organization.

The Chocolate Museum Cologne is located on the river Rhine, on the top of the Rheinauhafen. The architecture, designed by the architectural firm Fritz Eller (Eller + Eller Architekten), is unique and has a shape like a ship. It was initiated and opened in 1993 by German chocolate maker and entrepreneur Hans Imhoff of Cologne to make people happy with chocolate. The associated Imhoff Foundation was established in 2000 to support creative, artistic and educational programs after Hans Imhoff sold his Stollwerck Group, which he had run since 1972.

urbanrecall: Ali Chakav, Joel Jaffe, Navid Razavi

with: Shabnam Azar

Poems by Shabnam Azar:

the fate of the grass
the bird
does not deceit itself
the plant
does not glorify the fruit
the pain
does not think of the nerve
the fate of the grass
is not significant for the deer
the south
does not know of its north
the fear
is not a distance between the night and the tree
is not crimson for its self
the mountain
does not understand the peak's altitude
the world
feeds off the Instincts breast
it doesn't have a name

it only recollects
the reminiscences of the fall
I am suspicious of the room;
the objects are hovering in its air
with a marvelous order
I am suspicious of my hand;
it offers me a cigarette
and walks along the length of the room with me
I am suspicious of these words
of these letters
these emblems
and these days, I like the Dash
more than any other sign,
in text

the unknown smiles
in the unknown outskirts
unknown forms,
have unknown smiles

in the form of a circle, they sleep
in the form of a rectangle, they go
in the no angle form, they give birth

in the unknown outskirts,
it is the wind that which is passing
and on the distributed surface of the earth
it is sowing the unknown seeds

the unknown forms
sometimes turn in circles
in the form of dying rings of light
with the alikeness of fire and smoke
in a negative reincarnation
they turn into the form of a tree with angle

sometimes in a rectangle form
they turn into half-open doors
and they become the wind
and they plant the half-open doors
between the seasons

sometimes they become the air
and turn into a plant
and they divide the dust of the time
between the tiny seconds

in the unknown outskirts
the forest is the same as the human
and human is the same as the sea
the sea is the circle
the circle is the fish
and the fish is the second
and the second is the same as the kiss
and the kiss, seed
and the seed, wind

in the unknown outskirts
unknown smiles
with unknown kisses
erase the known names
from the corner of the time`s lips

I remove the chair
from myself,
I remove the room
from the chair,
the wall I remove
from the room,

a square with
four open sides,

I dismantle the four
from the square,
the sides I dismantle
from the four,
I dismantle the square
from the sides,

breathing is possible.

that being indeterminate and opaque
is all possibility possible (is the omnipotence of eventuality)
it knows there is no other possibility
or we have forgotten,
every possible way.

appreciation letter
to the ritual
for the anniversary of tomorrow
to dig a hole
in the wish that it rains

to that one
that traveled to the past
and asked from the reason of the multiverse

to the empty space between us
to the things
and distance

from the great darkness
to the great light!

photo credits @ Shahram Mirzaie
photo credits @ Ramin Aryaie
photo credits @ Ramin Aryaie
photo credits @ Nana Tazuke-Steiniger