If you ever have been alone in a new city (or anywhere you could get lost) here is a notice for another way to find your path. Please begin preferably at night, by yourself or with an adventurous creature. You cannot be more that life or infinity. Turn off your phone and search first for a very calm neighborhood. Walk a bit through the streets, at your own rythm. Concentrate…
We almost forgot the moon at timesbut it did appearit was there remembering ourselves what happens with a love like that it lights the whole sky ____________________________________________ Remembering the moment of a small eggfalling through a bigger circlethe scent of transformation growingmultiple arms, legs, headsbreathsbodies into air The look of eyesyearning for moresearching for less Making baths in tubesI saved you a crescent moonbeing met in a small roomfeel you…
Climbing mountains with your loneliness. The present is a shadow. The future is still not here. What does it mean to grow? And suddenly I look into your eyes. We vibrate in resonance. Exploring the potential of our being together. Who am I. Who are you. What is trust? All the boundaries are getting blurred. And everything shines as it has never shone before. [let you bloom where you are…
As everything in the universe the moon and the earth are magnetic substances. The laws of magnetism rules, and are here to be played with. Born enclosed in gravity we are forced to learn how to spread our wings on the earth. In order to do that we need to expand gravity. Emotions are under the rules of gravity as well, and our system of confronting them is therefore Air…
SPREADING pressure contact by the tips of my fingers and squared edge of your thumb, hairs matt and clipped through torn tracks in my elbows and knees, freshly formed and reformed. The new flesh unfurls and smiles away, reveals a mouth of rose and scarlet soft, slick to the air and quiet, not screaming. Listening, receiving, from its place of exposure. Hands feeling their way through heavy curtain. We wait,…
Writing about it seems very odd to me. Like showing off a lot of pictures from it that I didn’t take… Sharing some of the innermost fragile and interpersonal conncetions and moments that i have probably ever experienced in a different medium than they occured, to me feels a bit like dumming them down, flattening them, devaluing them, which therefore i will not do. what I can say is that…
For the Sisters’ Academy Inhabitation, I will be coming as visiting researcher to re-define the experience of Home and continue my Life ~ Death ~ Testament project. What I really want from afar right now is listening and seeing and tasting beyond bold edges of space and its inhabitants. I will also be performing, together with Co-habitants, a series of rituals on sensous death and symbolic testament. The place: in…
As time pass, I realize I am afraid of time.How did I end up with being afraid of seconds, minutes, hours, and years? I am afraid of time spent.I am afraid of not managing to be on time. To lose time. To not manage to do what I want to do in time.To not know the time.To not having control of time.As I run to keep time, I question myself…
I came here in search. I came. she came here longing, searching. She was solid She was frozen. She came she denied. She died. the heart beats and beats. i came here in search of the meaning of the heart. Heartbeat after heartbeat. Beat, beat. And after that beat another beat. the heart beats but what does it mean? i dont know what it means but i will try to…
Yes, Entering the Home felt seamless, smooth and easy. But re-entering Existence on the other side: how amazing a transition! (And almost paradoxically so – if it had been anticipated as a separation, a leaving, departing.) What a celebration for my senses, to be so suddenly exposed to and wholly in touch with the natural elements again!!! Welcome, embraced, greeted, held, guided, be-gifted…… caressed by the breeze, kissed by the…