THE MOONCHiLD

I have never excisted, yet I have a body

I am not here, yet you feel me, heavily. Like a scent that stays in the nostrils.

I am a fluid, transcending in every step.

I walk backwards, always one step ahead.

I transform, I am what you want me to be

Once I was a child, in many ways I still am.

In many ways I have never been a child, and therefore I will stay one.

I live beside, along the shadow border

I am the gatekeeper

I am not a woman

I am not a man

I am at well for nurturing

I am a transit

I am the one you travel through

I am close, with at static desire to move closer

I am shy, yet confronting

A constant

A heavy heart, with soft eyes

 

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We are taking part in this program organized by Bikubenfonden. Voices of the Arts is a course for artists, art institution managers and other art political voices who would like to contribute to the public conversation about the importance of art for people and society.  

I perform in your mind where do you begin to tell my end are you doing it for me what is beyond your mind and inside where do I exist and why do I do what I do how much do you create create me and you ?