- A BAR IN VIENNA – NIGHT
The bar Anzensgruber (known to be a gathering point for artists and art afiliados) is crowded with people staring at a flat screen installed above the entrance. Austria is playing against Sweden, the score is 2:0.
Around a table a group of people gathered together, a gallery assistant, a curator, a few artists. an Austrian guy and a French woman. They aren’t very interested in the game, except the Austrian.
So you just arrived today?
(to everyone in the group)
She looks at the group of people, sitting with her back to the flat screen, noticing that some luggage is placed under the table.
Yeah, we arrived this morning from the Triennial in Vilnius
and started straight away to install the show.
He looks at the two artists sitting across him. His gaze keeps moving from the two to the flat screen and back again.
The gallery assistant sitting besides him giggles. She nods to some people she knows entering the bar.
Yeah, we started installing the artworks today, but we gonna make it on time.
I mean, we have two full days left, where is the problem, right?
Suddenly the crowd in the bar exclaims a unified happy scream turning almost immediately into a scream of disappointment. Everyone at the table turn their heads to the flat screen.
This wasn’t a real offside! It was a passive offside!
Oh, so there is a difference between a passive and an active offside?
(to the curator)
Are you into soccer?
No, actually not, but since I moved to Europe I kind of get the enthusiasm for the game.
(to one of the artist)
And you also arrived today from Vilnius?
No, I arrived from Warsaw.
I had an opening there last night and now I’m in Vienna.
Well that seems to be a tight schedule.
Again the crowd explodes in cheering screams. Everyone looks to the flat screen. Austria scores a goal and the crowd is ecstatic.
No one understands what’s going on, usually Austria keeps loosing all the time and now
they win. It’s kind of funny.
(to the gallery assistant)
I’m very much looking forward to the show!
Yeah, me too! Which means that
(to the gallery assistant and the French women)
The game is over. Austria won. The crowd is cheering and clapping. Everyone seems to be very happy.
Oh nothing, we just talked about the show.
Everyone in the bar is now commentating the game, the TV is still running and one can hear the commentator of the game saying, “We just witness football history”.
(to one of the artists)
Wow, did you hear that, we just happened to witness history in it’s making.
Well it’s history because Austria never qualified before.
Yeah but what I like is this idea to be a witness of history itself.
And thinking that this morning I was still in Warsaw, then I worked the whole day installing, had a Schnitzel, and now I’m being a witness of history.
People are surely gonna ask you where you have been on that memorable night.
That’s how history works.