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Site Journal | Galerie Wedding, Berlin
Writing Performance 28.2.-28.3.2025
Site-specific Reading
A durational performance by Adam Man
Part of the solo exhibition Elsewhere I Am You at Galerie Wedding
As part of Adam’s solo exhibition »Elsewhere I Am You« at Galerie Wedding, the durational performance »Where All Are« turned the exhibition space and its urban surroundings into a site of quiet attention and daily return. Over the course of four weeks, the artist came to the gallery every day at 3 p.m., sitting for one hour to observe and describe what unfolded around him — the movements, stillness, and everyday rhythms of the public square just outside the gallery’s windows.
Much like in Adam’s previous work with remote, hybrid landscapes, this performance engaged deeply with a specific place — only here, the site was not distant nature, but the urban setting of Berlin-Wedding: street and square, passing and gathering, people and animals, vehicles and trees, the job center beside the library, apartment buildings, shops, cafés, and the sky above. A place where everyone is.
Each day, Adam wrote what he saw and felt — a slow, attentive act of presence, description, and listening. Visitors were invited to join: to sit beside him, to look out together, to read the journal entries from previous days. Silence was as welcome as conversation. What changes when we watch the everyday for longer? When we try to describe it — not to explain, but to stay close?
The texts written during the performance remained in the exhibition space, growing day by day into an archive of attention. Photographs of the square accompanied the process. At the end of the four weeks, the performance culminated in a live reading held outside on the square — returning the language to the site that shaped it.
Now is never only mine. It is a feeling between inside and outside, between you and me. We are here, now.
Now is an opening, a wound or a hole, a pore, a mouth, the pupil of an eye. Now is the body, open to touch and desire, curious, shy, vulnerable.
I look for this place in the landscape, in nature, in the city, in language.
It’s always ahead of me and all around me, behind me, at my sides, beneath me, above me.
Stones, air, trees, voices, words, sentences, this book.
I use a sketchbook and write by hand.
It feels almost like dictation.
As I write,
I listen to what I see.
(Adam Man, Where All Are)
Now is an opening, a wound or a hole, a pore, a mouth, the pupil of an eye. Now is the body, open to touch and desire, curious, shy, vulnerable.
I look for this place in the landscape, in nature, in the city, in language.
It’s always ahead of me and all around me, behind me, at my sides, beneath me, above me.
Stones, air, trees, voices, words, sentences, this book.
I use a sketchbook and write by hand.
It feels almost like dictation.
As I write,
I listen to what I see.
(Adam Man, Where All Are)