*For a projects overview in chonological order, please go to Projects.
Lament for everything left unsaid
Act one: Teetering on a twisted rope over a deep abyss
In the rugged landscape we once called home, we find ourselves lost and alone. No one is coming. We lose faith and start to unravel; the Tattered wefts that gave us shelter no longer offer a place to feel safe. With nothing left to hold on to if we trip and tumble, what will happen when we fall? We will continue to balance On the verge of vertigo.
Act two: Carrying traces that go deeper than skin
Burdened by the journeys that left a lasting mark but gave no direction, we wander unknown paths where paved roads are missing. With weary bodies and Aching joints, we cry desperately for respite, only to be heard by our Inside Archive. Then, looming from afar and felt from within, a Turin Horse appears from the dark, to taunt us relentlessly.
Act three: A perfect one-man show
On the stage that is called life, our deepest fears stay hidden behind joyful smiles. A joke, or two, is satisfying the demanding crowd. Wise fool, sad clown, only our zany antics will shield us from harm — in this Theater of Fools, we are all judged by norm. Armed with mask and marotte until the curtain closes, Praise and applause for a spectacular performance!
Act four: Altered to be less of an Other
Under the relentless scrutiny of prying eyes, we are pushed into a square-shaped box that keeps us in check when we walk out of line. In/security, nowhere safe. Produced to fit the norm and strategically disciplined into being, there’s no place for The alterity in me. Where to find a welcome sanctuary, — a place of Sanity?
Act five: Closer to belonging
The watery currents that make us one and teem with life, attentively care for our landscapes and bodies and give us some much-needed respite. Water me and I will grow like a field of flowers, for I am Rooted in the Deep — in this new-found place everyone is connected by water, sharing everything equally. I am a Fountain of Wellbeing.
Act six: From a small ripple to a crashing wave
Beyond the glittering surface, in the shallow and the deep, a watery place offers us shelter — and comforts us with a nurturing embrace. Inside Poolside, a place of togetherness, abundance and caring, felt deeply within, where we can all Be Like Water, and everyone is invited in. Water from the same source.
Act seven: An Optimist and how to become one
A place of becoming, of healing and growing, of failing miserably and overcoming — where we find peace with our inner turmoil and turn each hardship into a High Luster Pearl. We stop waiting for Good Luck to come our way, no longer are we afraid for the fall — we start to embrace life by being Human after all.
Amor fati.
