2nd of January 2018. Ibiza.
Back on the tracks finally. Feels strange
now.
I randomly did the exercise at times, over
the past couple of months, to not loose track fully, but now I actually went
out and did it with just this purpose I realise how mild the experience is when
it is done for a longer amount of time.
Once again I helped myself get in tune by
using the headphones and playing “Sleeper”on a loop.
During this walk I worked on finding
details that I had never seen before. Certain things hanging in balconies or
following the edges of buildings and finding grooves or cables.
Details,
details, details. No pressure on the fact of being meditative, letting myself
reach that point thorough “boredom”. Little by little almost without me
noticing I find myself reaching into an “anyspace-place” I consciously lay with
this perception for a while.
As I focus on meaningless details in the way I
could be anywhere in the world. My memory invokes other places I have been and
I feel really there also. This experience got me thinking after I had finished
walking. I felt I had travelled without leaving my daily place. Like a strong
dream where you swear you were ACTUALLY there, experiencing.
The painting session was very good. My mind kept floating in the sensations and I seem to just paint automatically. Doodling into the Labyrinth.
