Hi my name is Hiwa K. I’m a Kurdish artist from Iraq living in Germany.
I’m creating tools, it’s an important part of artistic practice. Not artistic practice but part of our evolution as we created tools from stones to be more sharp and kill animals and defend ourselves. As an artist that’s the interesting part first. I’m more interested in the brush, not interested in the canvas or the color of the brush. Like Nietzsche says, we lie with our words but we tell the truth with our lips and tongue. I’m more interested in the materiality and this materiality which is blind.
But also I go in the space and the space also teaches me somehow what to do. And also my tools will teach me also, because they are materials and they somehow they teach you if you listen to them. What to do and that’s also going to that prison is a very special very specific memory which I have 1991. And that day of uprising of the Kurds which I visited that building after being occupied after three days of battle till the last man.
And this space which I visited I don’t mention in the film, I’m trying not to mention something and not mentioning is the part of accentuating it in the way that you create a certain kind of void. And this void is the inner architecture which you have in your chest and something’s beating. The heart is also measuring acoustically the limits of your body and then you somehow listen to that and translate it into footsteps and then this footsteps you played blindly again as soon as theirs is a voice there is no eye. So you are blind when there is a sound. So you play with your feet and the sound goes to the space and comes back to you and you measure it like wells. Wells are measuring their surroundings with acoustic tools. So this is very much for me what’s happening in that space, I’m not talking about exactly what I saw. And not talking about it is very important and trying to translate it in different ways.