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 my students’ ears to language, removing language first, listening for sounds, echoing what they hear. Little by little returning to word sounds and words of poetry.
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To be continued.
a plastic bobble lies on my desk. inside of it is a time that is also inside of me. a moment in which different times that filled my head disappeared so there was only that. the weak light on the glasstable and reflected faces and patterns that circulated in my brain.…
To be searching for keys to unlock eternities and infinities. To be leaning into the never-ending universe and wrapping ourselves in the fabric of time. To be diving into emptiness, the holes, the cracks in time and the tears in space. To be dancing around dimensions with past and future…