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| Radosław Nowakowski LIBRO 2N ISBN: 978-83-61946-53-3 year: 2006/2017 size: 15x42 cm covers: hard bound + slipcase paper: ordinary white rough 120g print: inkjet printer language: English open edition This book is a documentation of a
project - an
expedition into the notion BLIN.
It's very strange documentation. I
hope it is as strange as this expedition was,
although I made no attempt to make it strange -
everything was just strange.
It was very tiring expedition. And
writing this documentation was very tiring. With no
doubt reading it will be even more tiring. But I
can't help it. It is like it was.
  A blin. Blin? Yes, a blin. Just a blin.
Of course, I heard about it. I know what it is. Have
I ever eaten a blin? No. I guess no. Certainly no.
No blin. Never blin. Neither blin nor blin. So I
don't know what it is. I know only the word blin. I know only
the notion blin.
Maybe even only a part of this notion. I read blin and nothing
happens. My inner ear hears a cluster of phonemes
evoking no image. Only some very vague associations.
A kind of noodle? Of pancake? Stuffed or not? A sort
of paté? Maybe a strange doughnut . . . .
I will order blins. They will bring me
some blins, I will taste the blins and I will know.
Really? Will I know what it is? Maybe I will go to
the kitchen to see how a blin is being made. Then I
will come back home and make a blin by myself and
thus I will learn much more about blins. I will make
a giant blin, I will go inside it and explore it! I
will be inside a thing that is called blin . . .
While I'd like to enter blin. Blin.
Blin. Blin. Dublin. Lublin. Dęblin. Norblin. Do they
make blins in Dublin? And in Dęblin? More likely in
Dęblin that in Dublin. Who knows .... Mind: Dublin
=> Dough Blin ... Maybe blins are made in
Norblin? Huge iron blins. One thousand ton blirons!
What a
blinkary! |