Me, Jajadènene, would like to leave you a message about the lingering (I love the word “lingering”) in this body, here in Maastricht (NL).
The watery curtains, the sounds and feeling of the long skirts brushing near my ears when I was laying there, the colored worlds of red, pink, blue, and purple when I looked behind the curtains.
At the last page of my personal notebook, I wrote down what it was about…
about the eyes
about the… EYES
about time
about waiting
about holding
about appearing
about a body just touching another body
about the lingers
about stirring
about this empty, endless state of…
about the lack of light
about the care of my awareness
about the care of time
about the care of the placement of my body
about a place that exists
about knowing this place exists
about elements
about combining them with formulas of intuition
The outdoors are important to me, as they help me sense myself and tune into my freedom in a way.
So, I was a bit hesitant to “lock” myself in, handing over my time and space.
But the first touch with my hands I could give to the Octopus, made me feel that I was in a familiar place.
A state I’ve been exploring for a long time. A depth from within.
Experiencing this fluid state with others for a longer time opened up some hidden desires, both as a human and as an artist.
It evoked what I love dearly: the way to communicate through my sensuous body by touch, eyes, elements, and sensations.
And that I can trust my participants’ capability to engage and follow along.
A bow with the crown… to you all
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