When I was a kid, summer was the longest season. Weeks of doing nothing – at least nothing I can think of now, except some ice creams at the public swimming pool.
Soon after returning from a month-long trip to Germany this year, summer seems already over. The open-air swimming pools at the Hangang are closing this weekend, so it was the last chance for a cool dip. Every hour, all people had to leave the pool for security reasons for some twenty minutes.
This reminds me of the artwork Safety Hour (2004) by Sascha Pohle, a three-channel video installation based on the same practice in Japan that might be considered “an allegory of the individual and collective fear of death”.
For us it was just the right time for some hot ramyeon and tea. After the second round, however, all of a sudden everbody seemed to be packing up already. Maybe the cold breeze, maybe the prospects of another week of work. In any case: The end of this season.
The atmosphere in the surrounding Hangang Park was still relaxed when we left the pool. A lone saxophone player melted away on a large stage, couples were lying in small tents watching movies on notebooks, kids were playing as the sun went down, and one waterskier passed by.
Fall can come now.
– 24 Aug. 2014 (日)