It's a tie. The Mayor’s office invited The Committee for Pekarna to another meeting next Thursday. In the meantime, our position remains: PEKARNA SHOULD STAY A VENUE FOR ALTERNATIVE CULTURAL PRODUCTION; although we must say we (the Committee, as well as the majority of Pekarna’s residents) welcome and support the Mayor’s initiative to designate the area of Karantena for urban culture.
Wiser people would say that the result isn’t a reflection of the state of the field; that Pekarna has more balls in the game at the moment than the other side… But what can you do, when the game is not played only in the field, but also in the dressing rooms and among the sponsors, and it’s not quite clear what counts as a score, who are the players and who/what is this Pekarna that we’re talking about. At the moment this phantasm of Pekarna can best be summarized by the slogan ‘We are all Pekarna’, or ‘All that are not the Mayor, are Pekarna’. We appreciate it – one can never get enough praise or recognition in a situation like this; but seeing the number of sympathizer speaking up for us all of the sudden, one cannot help but wonder about the essence of such support. / Essence?! Woe! Similarly hollow sound words like ‘substance’, ‘point’… or others. Smell? Touch? / But what’s the point of this moralising?! Politicians would say it doesn’t matter where the support comes from, as long as it exists! So let’s smile and enjoy the spotlight. Flash! After all, Pekarna is Maribor’s Tibet! FREE PEKARNA! WE LOVE YOU DALAJKARNA!
Since we’re not politicians and we know such stories are usually short lived, we nourish our suspicious disposition. / Wow: ‘WE NOURISH!’ This Pekarna is nothing but sensuality, don’t you think? (slogan#3) / Summarizing the means and strategies of official policies and justifying them with the motto ‘the end justifies the means’ is like perfuming oneself with the stink of flies in the middle of bargaining with cows (wow, a shepherd metaphor… something esoteric is coming up for sure…).
Pekarna cannot become another big story about projections, substitutions and indulgences. You can use our practice and space as absolution for cultural (non) policy; make us into Culture’s sacrificial lamb, or clowns of postmodernism’s delirium – we offer ourselves for interpretations – how/whatever; we intend to persist and insist that the question of Pekarna is a question of content, not the other way around. Slogan #4? From buildings to people; from cosmetics to relationships; from words to playing fields! Amen.