Project

A plot of land, fifteen by fifteen meters, a blank canvas to start or not really blank it had already a shape, a place, a system, a context. So how to work with these givens? \- Consulting, doubting, more consulting, doubting
\ Discussing, arguing, just starting
\ Digging, stabbing, spitting, turning, flipping and shaping. \- Waiting \- Waiting \- Looking, feeling, thinking, lying down, standing up. Warmth dripping from the glass.
\ Through the condensation I see people passing by.\ A smell of green, tropical I would say. \- They tell me stories, all their stories, we tell each other stories. \- When I move, it’s recorded, when you move, you are recorded, when things move, it will always be recorded. Is it a battle or a dialogue? \- White roots that hide underneath the grass, \ *emelten*, these legless, grey-brown tube-shaped larvae,\ 
rocks that obstruct your way while you dig.
 Shall I go around it or work with it? Can I decide what stays or goes? \- From A to B, to Z. Back to A, back to 3, going to minus 1, up to level 6 pursuing to a degree, failing, persisting, falling, crawling, jumping, spinning, turning, the bright sun on my back, taut skin, tightening the abdominal muscle, applying power from the back, kneeling, stooping and standing up again.