The secret life of you
the inside of your being
barely shown or known
even to yourself;
the tantalising, tiny possibilities that
just might come to life
if you dare let them,
that even if there were words for them
just saying them out loud might break us
If you have a secret
that is still too precious or new
to give to the world
but too big to keep to yourself
whisper it into an envelope.
and place it back onto the wall.
We’ll hold it safe with you.
[photo by Mike]
We haven’t done a basement space for over a year. The last one was beautiful but calamitous, and I think it’s taken this long for us to have the energy to do it again. It’s been worth the wait. Saturday night in the basement was lovely – I think one of the easiest spaces we’ve created, and one of the easiest for people to be in.
It’s not just about numbers, of course – we’d do the spaces even if just for us – but it is lovely to have people enter into a space and transform it by being there. We publicised Saturday really badly [i mean, really badly], and in the last minute Blythe found some chalk and wrote ‘Secrets and Dreams’ on the footpath, and we had lots of walk-ins from off the street. I think we ended up with more people than we’ve had at any other space, and there’s no rhyme or reason as to why.
I’ve always wondered whether what we do holds its own; whether it’s good by all standards, not just the church’s. There were two conversations from Saturday night that I need to remember: One was with a freelance writer who does reviews on contemporary art for various publications, including the Age. She thought the space was wonderful, really thoughtful and lovely. Another was with an woman who organises forums for networks of artists in Melbourne. She thought it was the best conceived and realised installation she’d seen around Melbourne.
I’ve said on this website numerous times that while Christianity might be a by-product of what we do, it is no longer the primary intention. I simply want to be more human. I think this installation was about that, and, as Bindy and I were talking on Saturday night, we decided this space was far less angsty as a result. We weren’t trying to be clever, or to ask the questions no-one else has thought of – we were just giving people space to be human. And it seemed to work.
So thanks if you came along… and can I say again what a delight it is to work with the basement space collective. They are, without exception, generous, committed, hardworking, imaginative and fun.
I’ll put up some more images and words from the space in the next post.