Come where the dream rests in the shell.
Gdańska Galeria Miejska•Oct 24, 2025 — Jan 04, 2026
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Come where the dream rests in the shell.
Word score
(a structure to be read, listened to and felt)
Prologue (voice):
Come where the dream rests in the shell.
Do you want to lie down?
The journey begins right where you are.
(silence)
(soft music, with a dreamlike quality)
Close/Far
Setting: A cafe that may be a dream, a memory or solely a place of thought.
SHE:
Parallel thoughts
flowing between plans.
Put on your shoes.
Don’t ask.
Come here.
(silence – as if something has ended but no one knows what)
Transition (happens in motion, in a space between day and dream; accompanied by a relaxing music)
Space
Two figures. Their voices are soft.
HE:
Suspended in history, like an antiquary
collecting traces of an era recorded in fabric,
I move in a space
where the reality that once existed
encounters the one yet to come.
SHE:
A nymph who speaks to the wind,
with a subtle voice
that opens portals
to worlds beyond language.
BOTH:
In the common space
we share stories recorded over time.
HE:
Room temperature.
Time
The narrative slowly…
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Come where the dream rests in the shell.
Gdańska Galeria Miejska•Oct 24, 2025 — Jan 04, 2026
Press Release
Come where the dream rests in the shell.
Word score
(a structure to be read, listened to and felt)
Prologue (voice):
Come where the dream rests in the shell.
Do you want to lie down?
The journey begins right where you are.
(silence)
(soft music, with a dreamlike quality)
Close/Far
Setting: A cafe that may be a dream, a memory or solely a place of thought.
SHE:
Parallel thoughts
flowing between plans.
Put on your shoes.
Don’t ask.
Come here.
(silence – as if something has ended but no one knows what)
Transition (happens in motion, in a space between day and dream; accompanied by a relaxing music)
Space
Two figures. Their voices are soft.
HE:
Suspended in history, like an antiquary
collecting traces of an era recorded in fabric,
I move in a space
where the reality that once existed
encounters the one yet to come.
SHE:
A nymph who speaks to the wind,
with a subtle voice
that opens portals
to worlds beyond language.
BOTH:
In the common space
we share stories recorded over time.
HE:
Room temperature.
Time
The narrative slowly…





































































