The piece was written for the group show of the eponymous title, "Tačka linija tok", at Gallery Zvono at Belgrade. Opening on March 13th, 2012 at 7.30 pm.
What is your point of view? Are you on line? Are you at current?
Are these questions linguistic metaphors or do they refer to tangible states?
Euclid has written like this some time ago. “Point is that which has no part.” “Line is a breadthless length.” “Extremities of the line are points.”
On the other hand, we are figures, we possess length, width and depth. So, the above mentioned words are mathematical concepts, they live in a geometric, an imaginary field, out of our reach. But, the science pretends that geometry is closely correlated to reality. This does not mean that geometry tries to decipher it, or to represent it, instead it is a mean of the production of reality.
To series of points and lines we have confided, and we still do, flows of our thoughts, desires, fears, loves. Sound, too, or music, is created by the oscillation of lines, or strings. By resort to points and lines we have contrived and built almost everything from ziggurats to football arenas, from wheel to space shuttle.
The entire globe has been transformed into a grid of horizontal and vertical lines, which divides it into an infinite, but potentially determinable, number of points. Thanks to two numbers or coordinates, whose intersection expresses a point, no one can get lost, no one can feel dropped out of the count.
Since the surface of the Earth has been transposed in points, other dimensions were taken into the process as well. A great part of our lives consists of watching or reading points, either on paper or on screen. When an image or a word appears vague or hazy, a billion of points is to be added and then the previously indefinite element becomes more real. But, when we squeeze our nose onto the computer or television screen we grasp the colourless lines, and then we may think that maybe not something slips between the dots.
Maybe the lines are slightly more tangible. The grandest form of social organisation, a country, is a perfectly circumscribed line which divides interior from exterior. Apart from this border use, and somewhat not corresponding to their true nature, lines are essentially links. A river at the same time divides a terrain and connects different places, but it is necessary to be able to swim, down or up stream.
A physics theory claims that the entire universe is an extraordinarily intricate weaving of lines, more precisely, strings which oscillate. Based on this idea, or maybe on a more at hand example of spider's activity, we pasted it in our realm. The stretching out of webs and networks of visible and invisible lines, or wires, is a sport number one world wide.
So, we are not speaking about a hypothetical scientific model, on the contrary, being „on line“ today is a real state of mind, and of body, similar to breathing. In order to be on line, we have to compress ourselves into a point, be it a telephone or an internet protocol number. What passes through line is only one signal at a time, in this case, zeroes and ones.
But, points and lines are only prerequisites for flows. One cannot be on flow, only immersed in its stream or out of it, soaked together with lighting fast information and even faster capital. The alternative is being secure on shore, a dry and happy by-stander. But, let's not forget that we are intimately liquid, as our life depends on our inner, and interior-exterior, circulation.
Then, points and lines really do persist fixed on, for example, the surface of a painting. Or do they spill over the edge of the painting, over the edge of the wall? Are they in our flow, and/or are we in theirs?