Caterpillars

The City. Prague has its main arteries. In between them, there are gaps and milestones forgotten and abandoned places where people just pass through and almost never stop. The space between the tracks is a place without a name a no-mans land. But it could belong to everyone. I am bringing something new into this space something creeping along the railway lines. Like caterpillars, my structures crawl alongside the tracks. In this way, I recycle forgotten spaces. The space between the tracks, it is quiet almost lifeless. This is exactly where life should move into the unused, forgotten gap. So that the clamor of the railway artery is drowned out. So that instead of the noise of machines, we hear the voices of people.