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dunke-dunk [eng. one heard the sound of approaching ships, the sound of the engine as if echoing the sound of one's own heart. Was it the sound of one's own heart echoing through the engine of a far-sounding ship?]
The architecture of the soil becomes the interior for the body.
This artistic research opens up the memory space of a landscape that carries a collective knowledge of the events of the Second World War, in a region far isolated in the north of Norway, Sørøya island. The island hides in its landscape voids inside, places that have become a refuge for half of the inhabitants of the region during winter 1944/45. In this research, artists ask themselves what collective memory is and how the landscape draws up an alternative public space in the depths of itself. How do the caves of the island of Sørøya carefully hide and preserve the memory of the events of the Second World War and how do these events fade into the shadow of the social memory of the inhabitants of Norway?
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