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. The pervasiveness of mediating screens amongst the people on the commuting train was thoughtprovoking. I fantasized about performative moss-clad train restrooms. Already the day after, I was again a portable screen zombie on my way from here to there.
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