Noplace, Oslo proudly presents:

BEAM ME UP

Ilija Wyller

The exhibition is postponed until further notice due to the corona outbreak

Opening: Dates will be announced when the situation is normalised
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Opening hours 14–17, Saturdays and Sundays





Hundreds of ceilings flew out that one window
peeled the mud off their shoes and kept it in a jar underneath
many of those jars were kept
Some of them kept strife


They stomped around in the swamp with bare
roots crawled around their feet
and flutes
Picked moss to twist around their wrists
It was sand and volcanoes were built in the sand
some of them filled with egg clutches and some of the clutches were filled with


All of the ceilings were gone or they flew beneath the clouds it was
Mud all over they kept peeling it off with
The trees around them were all too short
It was their favourite time but not this time
And ruins


Corn rained and popped on top of the ceilings
The corn popped in a rhythm didn’t stop and eggs popped
They covered their ears
All over their ears
They stomped around in the swamp and they brought rocks from somewhere else and dropped them
in the swamp