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Author: Visiting Artist/Researcher/Teacher, Sisters Academy #3, The Boarding School, Inkonst, Malmö, Sweden

WORKSHOP DIARY – DAY 3

The last workshop is over. Number five. I was lucky to have the neighbouring group joining my group from the start because few people showed up. My colleague volunteered to take his students with him. Pre-liminally, the group was lined outside the door in the same way as the other days. I began the listening part while they were in the line with eyes closed. They were asked to spread…

WORKSHOP DIARY – DAY 2

The workshop is developing. (…) Today, two tables were placed staggered in the centre of the room. Writing stations on either side with blotter pads, paper, pen and different colour ink. On two other tables remaining along the wall, books and texts were laid out. Print out pages were omitted and only colour-bound books with silk ribbon bookmarks were available to read from. (…) Both of today’s workshops had an…

WORKSHOP DIARY – DAY 1

(Excerpts) IN THE CORRIDOR smiling faces, some well-known, some of strangers, quiet concentration. Faces line up. Hands handling phones. Anticipation rising. Stomach churning, but eye contact, yes, eye contact, easily found. Lean on it. Lean on what is light. Right: warm hand on veiled shoulder, sweaty shoulder, frail or strong shoulder. (…) What consideration! What support – for all doubt, For meager voices, For me For life in this Cube…

SENSUOUS WORKSHOPS – DIARY POSTS

This week, I will be conducting workshops as a continuation of the boarding school experiences. This time, the frame is the school that I work on. Over the next three days, five workshops will take place taking their starting point from classes held at SAM. I have been preparing books in one-colour wrapping and copying texts for my students to experience and perform. The plan is in short to open…

MR. RICE & PEANUTS DO NOT DO HOMEWORK

regarding homework home at work, always working at home when not home also work(ing) and when not working nothing sticks we only work when we hang out other times are for me working and you worrying – at home or what turns out to be a temporary way of living. free flow of thoughts typed and inserted, still questions of structures and hierarchies linger in the system here if a…

THE HERE AND NOW – A NOTE OF GRATITUDE

With The Untamed I learned patience in awareness and how to bring another into that very space of awareness. With The Gardener I learned to measure one’s words by one’s actions in subtle yet heart-warming hospitality. With The (w)Hole I learned trust and the naked emancipation of one’s desire as a nurturing power. With The Connector I learned the deep confidence and the grounding of strength without ego, mutuality without…

SCREEN ZOMBIE AGAIN ONLY 19 HOURS AFTER DEPARTURE

SILVA SAVAGE: I very much enjoyed the 48 hours of exploration and experimentation. I enjoyed the encounters, the dialogues, the chanting, the tableaus, the food, the classes and my own feathery bubble of cutting and slicing and being. I deconstructed a researcher cloak and made a destructor dress. I met a student, a colleague, a spiritual friend and a porcelain spirit. On my way home I sensed strongly and intensely….

Blackbird confession at Sisters Office

Blackbird at Sisters Office Confession Booth day 13

LATE FINAL BLOG ENTRY

Final blog entry Rapture shuns remembering – like dreams when waking. Shared joy is not accustomed to explanation, an invention to measure lightness is yet to be discovered. But some dreams do stay with us, and are Blueprints of the Future. The time at the academy is one of them.

TRANSMISSION

Transmission I did not have any particular expectations. I tried to be open. But I really did not expect to be moved, touched. But I was. And that was lovely. The very first thing that happened when I walked through the door, was that two hands stretched out to me through a curtain. I put my hands in those two hands and there was a moment of stillness. The hands…