Sauna

I am alone among the surface,

prisoner of winterly storms.

My underneath swallowed by boisterous waves,

in winter nights you are all I long.

White paper ship cuts through the foam of shame,

Birch is the witness to my chastity.

Thousands of mirrors playing gleaming etude,

Icy ladder is counting the steps of the night.

I am a flake on the path,

We do not have time, please hurry up!

For the instant and forever,

Fire goes and my voice fade out.

Sauna

Our practice recently made a remarkable contribution to public space utilization in Liberec, our city of residence. During the night right after our apperance at Pecha Kucha Night Prague ‐ which took place in September - we built a public sauna at the city dam. The sauna itself was built on an abandoned concrete platform, which is located only a few dozen meters away from a popular public beach and promenade. No legal permit was issued and the entire happening was kept secret. The bank of the dam is in public ownership of the municipality; the abandoned concrete structure as well the dam itself is owned by Povodí Labe, state administrator of watercourses of the Labe river. Neither of the authorities had any idea of what was about to happen.

Mjölk architects presented the sauna to city representatives at an opening ceremony, which took place this September. The sauna opened to public completely free of charge. From now on, it is accessible by a little rowing boat and it is operated from a nearby café, where keys and firewood are available. The meaning of this happening is to draw attention to limitless opportunities of cultivation of public space and life only through a simple idea and a little bit of enthusiasm and money.

I am alone among the surface,

prisoner of winterly storms.

My underneath swallowed by boisterous waves,

in winter nights you are all I long.

White paper ship cuts through the foam of shame,

Birch is the witness to my chastity.

Thousands of mirrors playing gleaming etude,

Icy ladder is counting the steps of the night.

I am a flake on the path,

We do not have time, please hurry up!

For the instant and forever,

Fire goes and my voice fade out.