15th of January 2018. Ibiza.
Today I walked into town from the studio.
Headphones playing Marconi Union “Sleeper” in loop.
Once again the air is cold and I´m wearing warm clothes.
I´m
taken in by a line today.
I find myself following with my sight a line in the
ground.
I feel as if I am colouring it in with laser as I follow it up and down
a wall and back into the pavement, zigzagging between the tiles.
Following a line as far as it will go I
find is a new experience and very different to what I have done so far. Somehow
it feels quite distracting and too close to having a “thing to do” . I decide
to stop that and the only way away from lines is to walk along the beach, so my
steps take me there.
As I walk along an extremely tame
shoreline. Just a few soft waves folding over the hard sand, bringing in
seaweed residue from last weeks storms. Little brown flakes float in clouds
being washed up with each fold, creating
with each movement a new paintings. I spend most of the session here just
watching the shapes form and wash away. Movement spreading elements in random
shapes. I find this hypnotising.
As I walk home the sun is shining strongly
in my face and I feel like two bodies in one.
All my backside must be about
10ºC below my front side that is taking in the sun that is so warm.
Again cold
versus warm in conversation, each putting though their point of view and power.
I carry them both in me, giving them both a space. (even though I might get a
cold! Ahhahaha!)
