i'm-training-for-a-feeling-that-i-don't-have-yet/ ESPERA/

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In capital letters, the word "ESPERA" written in the asphalted ground of the airport lane

it is washed away

initially written in white paint big dimensions

along two directional lines one constant, in red the other dotted, in white or grey

the shot is capturing the inscription diagonally

E in the top left corner A in the bottom right

but my vibration, attention

the emotionally moving reason to take the shot is the washed-away condition of the word itself

ESPERA means WAIT

the fragmentation of its readability (which invites almost unavoidably to imagine its full erasure in a near future) convokes a very specific semiotic-material interpretation

on my side this is: I am touched by the precedent fiction of this presence arranged around a reality of airport vehicles trespassing the waiting spot

    over and over and over and over again

The experience of waiting being contained by an inscripted instruction then washed away by the very opposite phenomenon: intense circulation

Persistant matters to imposed verbalisations gestures beyond circuits

times after estaticness movement over stillness

but also... impatient productivity?

opportunistic reading?

the chronotope of the waiting spot speaks about the convoluted worldling of the wording of thresholds

the after-the-fact reading informs about the unstillness of life in a not-fully erased possibility of patience

this evident disobedient impatience

reminds me of hte traces we'll leave

I'm training for a feeling.md