Thank you to all the people that came to Domicilium at Deriva on the 11.12.18 and for bearing with me through my set.
I have been experimenting a lot with video and words. I’m often misunderstood because I have been exposed to many things, yet people seek differences.
The thing that has kept me going for a long time is my genuine excitement for things. Yet, it is getting harder to remain joyful and curious. Experimenting with video, photography, sound, biology and poetry are a few things that still excite me.
However, I do not want to put my life on those things because that would be placing too much pressure on those things and I know that attention is a rare commodity so I might lose it if I give these things my life. Yet, they are my life, or are they? or is my life my breath? my dependence on the photosynthesis of others? what has priority? Sorry, I can’t help but be vague and emotional. I laugh too when I want, swimming and floating is my only way of flying.