A crack in the glass of the cafeteria door. A row of garbage bins and a vacuum cleaner on the second floor.
“Hanken” entrance hall in 1963, framed original photograph in corridor; photo HHW.
A black-and-white photograph, showing the entrance hall of the brand new Business School in 1963. So, this is how it was meant to be: clean, straight-lined and flooded with light; a space framed and barred where submissive nature thrives in its allotted place and humans are the subjects of Enlightenment.
The animal lives fully in its sensual experience, apparently; a state of mind which I am freed from – or deprived of. Only instantaneously, my animal body connects with the spiritual potential of my mind: a short-circuit, a lightning. Beauty.