You can call me The Hiker: The Hiker who travels with nature. I fly with the wind, fall with the rain, sail with the oceans – at least when I am free. I was born a long time ago, deep in the dense, green forest. With a strong connection to…

What is erotic? The ability to move between near and far is erotic. The ability to have your sense of self, your self-control, taken away – and to do the same for another person.  The ability to move between control and relinquishing. Between being giver and receiver. To forget that you…

  We don’t know when she was born, but through handmade gesture is she able to make power structers in the room – visible and negotiatble. Silence is her voice. You can reach her inner voice through deep concentration. It is placed deep in her stomach – it sounds like…

So, I am sitting here with a new book at my hand. Wondering why this book is still needed and can I openly receive the ideas within it? Will it change my life forever? Or will it pass like a wind? Can I then meet you in a room and…

SOLID IS THE NEW VAGUE Mr. Rice & peanuts’ trilogy Primary matters of concern are the notion of the manifesto as supposedly solid, the triangulation of the works of Mr Rice & peanuts with Yvonne Rainer and Mette Ingvartsen, processing choreography as more/other than virtuosity on stage, i.e. a practice within…

at the boarding school Inkonst I (M. Collins) transform an ordinary corner to a ”Speakers Corner” or ”Wisdoms Corner” In this site, active engagement is encouraged for visitors to REUSE their words, REMIX their meanings and RECLAIM their power and freedom of speech. A new sense of place and power…

My name is Eduardo Abrantes, I am an artistic researcher with a hybrid practice, sometimes I use the name pairsofthree when working mostly with and within sound. This text, however, is not about me as myself but about the early stages of development of the circumstantial entity known as The…

I am The Playmate. I am a kind of clown. The kind that want to remind us of the child within. The clown is stumbling, maybe falling – but always rising again. Wanting to create space for Serious Play, celebrating curiosity, all feelings allowed. In the playground I want to…

We long for   A moment when our contours are dissolved and becomes part of everything and everyone Body more than mind A place to feel togetherness A place without mingling, without conversation, without prestige A church without religion A pause filled with all hours we lived through, where time…

Meet Silva, a poetic animal in excess, a savage-in-the making. In her suitcase she brings the feet and feathers of a butchered rooster. Around her wrist a bracelet hangs: spiky black plastic picked up on a North Sea beach, a polymere token transported via currents and drifts from fellow birds nesting…