The Art That Captured My Heart

An air of awkwardness fills the blackened room. A room scattered with horses. Horses wondering why they are standing there staring at a black screen. I can almost hear the guy next to me thinking “wow contemporary art has hit a new low”. A donkey passes through and peers into the black hole we find ourselves in, “there’s nothing in here” she remarks and then leaves as quickly as she came. She has no idea I scoff.

I am a picture of darkness. Curled up on the floor I sit dormant. My eyes wide, still adjusting to the pitch black surroundings. I am entranced.

A cinema sized screen beholds a single white dot in its black centre. A floating dot that is getting bigger as it moves closer. This is not a dot at all, it’s a man. A man in white. It becomes apparent that there are two dots. The other dot is a woman. The two dots look as though they are dancing. They are in love. They have no idea what’s coming. They embrace and I stare in wonderment as their limbs hypnotically flail into the black night. The two dots become bigger and bigger until they are life size. Like me, like them. But they are bigger than me. Now I’m the dot.

Lost in thought I miss their approach to the surface. The world explodes and my body is thrusted back. Holy Fuck! All of my internal organs are shaken, racing to escape through my mouth I gape for air, desperate to rise back to the surface.

These beautiful fish move with such elegance and grace. They don’t choke. Like poetic words floating through the water, the two dots dance. They are fish. I am a fish too. But they are in the big sea. I’m still flipping about in the pool of water under the horse’s shoes.

The horses! I forgot about them. It’s like they were never here. It was just me and the dots dancing in the dark.

The dots slowly fade away like ghosts of the sea and I am left alone again. Back where I started. In a room filled with horses.

As the screen blackens once more I watch the horses trot away. The show has only just begun for me though. I remain in my position, ready to do it all over again. This darkness that surrounds me is like an addiction. I can’t escape it, I don’t want to. I want to stay here forever in the dark, with the dots. And for awhile that’s how it is.

Today I was reminded why I love art. For the times like this when I am moved and inspired. This 10 minute experience was worth far more than you’d ever find in any cinema. Free Art.