An Unrealized Project by Nina Iskrenko (1951-1995)
From a letter dated January 1, 1994, received February 8th, 1994, & reconsidered January 17th, 1997
Well, some people from radio asked me to write a play for their radio-theatre. I did it. Now it is "Audiogallery," or "Radiogallery," or, more exactly, "Gallery for those who are blind." Of course, the poems are exhibited there in the gallery, however rethought and interpreted not as usual poems, but as the audio-pictures created by the method of ouster (sequential & absolute). It means that the words once appeared among images begin to push out those images up to their absolute exclusion. At finish point the picture is completely transformed into the text.
Now we can imagine our Audiogallery where the visitors (public & some actors & actresses) first of all put on the blindfolds and take the canes (or are attached to a special lash, different for men & women & combined with the guide (also blindfolded)). There is an excursion inside a big glass cube containing nothing (or almost nothing) except voices - audiopictures and different kinds of "human noises."
Well, there is only one kind of audiopicture in the whole "gallery for those who are blind," the picture called "My Struggle" (or "Mein Kampf, you know). It begins with the words: "I kill the women as (they do) in films...." Then it contains the careful & detailed description of different ways of killing the mosquito-females, however, the word "mosquito" is never pronounced. As if we deal with real murdering of real women. And it is real murdering, by the way, but that particular murdering of the most awful things being present in women's anima [or animus].
By other words - "My Struggle" is directed to eliminating the negative part of so-called "wandering feminine beginning" dissolved in nature.
The are four (five) imaginable exhibition spaces in our gallery. The picture itself is demonstrated in the first space, in space 2 there are four fragments of the same object. Then there is a narrow black vertical tube in the middle of the gallery - it is a "monastic cell" - the space for individual communication with our artwork, then space 3 for the rear of it. At last space 4 - for the art critic discussions. So eight poems are audio-exhibited.
During the excursion all the women occasionally disappear, at the end of performance only men are present inside the glass cube. They put off their blindfolds and see the giant figures of mosquitos surrounding the cube outside (it's swarmed around). Those MOSQUITOS have the holes for faces and these holes are filled by the faces of women who took part at the same excursion.