In
search
of lost R
Author:
Darsłowa
Kawonowski
Structure,
materials,
construction:
One
hundred
and eight
paper leaves (pages) glued to the big black sheet of soft
canvas-like
textile. Six columns. Eighteen rows. The paper pages are in
landscape
position, horizontal rectangles with one side probably two
times
longer than the other one, and that's why the whole map is
almost a
square. The proportions of pages are the same as proportions
of the
blocks of buildings in the rectilinear grid of streets. The
number of
rows and columns seems rather the arbitrary choice of the
author,
although they can not be multiplied infinitely if this map
is going
to present a city existing outside the author's head and not
only the
one inside it. However, we can be quite sure, and say it
with not
much hesitation, that what we see is a mixture of both; but
we can
not be so sure as for the proportions and relations between
them. The
size of the map is not fixed – this is something more
important;
with no doubt there are other variants with different number
of
blocks, or pages. And even more than more important is that
cutting
off a row or a column will not disturb the integrity of this
work –
if this happens, the map will be smaller and it will present
a
smaller part of the two mixed towns, that's all.
The
pages are
made of
quite thick paper, though calling it a cardboard would be an
act of
exaggeration. It is white, but its whiteness is not the
absolute one;
its whiteness is varied, sometimes close to greyish or to
the colour
(and texture) of the keys of very old, neglected and worn
out grand
piano. This indicates that different types and kinds of
paper have
been used. Although... it can also be the result of not
evenly
distributed light – the map is not perfectly smooth surface,
and
every page contains something different, is covered with
different
pencil strokes, so the page can be seen as made of different
paper
while all pages are made of the same paper.
Everything
that
is on the
pages have been drawn-written with a pencil. With various
pencils.
Thick and thin ones. Soft and hard ones.
The
black
textile seen in
between the pages presents the rectilinear grid of the
streets. Of
course, it has a function of hinges, too, for it is much
more soft,
less rigid, than paper is.
The
printed
version of
Booklyn Map does exist. As expected, streets are the bending
lines.
But there are no pages (leaves) glued to the sheet. Since
everything
has been printed on one sheet of paper, all pages-blocks and
streets
have been merged into one plane, one level, and have the
same
texture. Is this version worse because of that? Well, hard
to say.
Definitely it is cheaper, because can be easily copied and
multiplied.
Idea:
“Search”
in
the title
could suggest the plot has at least some elements of
sensation and
suspense. Some riddles. Some puzzles. If not chases and
pursuits (if
the found R ran away), then at least gloomy mysteries,
traps, blind
alleys, labyrinths with no exit. We should be aware of the
fact this
is but a subtitle, and subtitles has only a supplementary
function,
they are entirely submitted to the main title. And in the
main title:
map. And a map is never a plot. A map is never an action. A
map is as
if freezing many different plots, more or less dynamic or
static
situations on a given territory, actions which are occurring
simultaneously, each parallel to the other, not related or
related
invisibly and inaudibly for those who participate in these
situations, while visibly and audibly for some of external
observers.
Traps, blind alleys and labyrinths are here quite numerous.
The whole
map is in fact a big labyrinth, a huge maze, because it
presents a
city which is a huge maze... writing frankly – it presents
not a
city, but life, entire world. While we keep creating such
maps
believing they can help us to find the way out of this
labyrinth. And
this is the only and the most important plot, how we skip
from c4 to
g5 and how we look for a hole or a slit, a leak, a tear
which would
enable our escape.
So,
a map. Or
not a book.
Are we sure it is a map? It looks more like an Aztec codex.
Reminds.
Is similar to. Nothing else. Like it reminds old maps from
before
several centuries, full of funny drawings and illuminations
depicting
our imaginations and fantasies on distant, almost unknown
lands and
not the real pictures of them. This book-art-work is not
similar to a
comic book, not at all. A comic strip is a drawn film, each
frame-picture is the result of the preceding frame-picture –
unless
the film was a combination of pictures absolutely not
related,
totally independent, but even then this comparison will not
be
accurate, because a comic-not-comic would always be a
ribbon, never a
sheet like the one we have right now in front of our eyes. A
jigsaw
puzzle of several hundreds of
short-stories-poems-histories-pictures.
Not written-drawn in a way omitting the letter R. No. Not at
all.
Kawonowski does not belong to the authors who are interested
in
extremely acrobatic formal restrictions and limitations.
Besides,
only one R is missing. All the others are where they are
supposed to
be.