Wojciech Bruszewski (b. 1947, Poland – d. 2009, Poland)
Yyaa, 1973

At first it is just kind of funny in a slapstick kind of way. But after a while, shifting between ‘day and night’ in the lighting and, accordingly, in the tone of the scream, becomes something else. A structure where I start registering the rhythm, the contrast, the duration, the repetition, the anticipation… The form takes over the subject matter, pattern recognition takes over the form, something very particular transforms into something abstract… It is still kind of funny, but now in a much more intelligent way, haha…

It might be a stretch, but I’d relate it to my Yellow Piece where duration of ‘nothing happens’ causes one to notice all the things that are happening while [nearly] nothing happens on the screen, or to Hextet I with one particular movement being multiplied into a kind of a structural element of abstraction.