Ageless water, Eternal Colour. Performance
In the chilli morning minus 3 and snow, the strong wind suddenly moved in made it feel like minus 10. I climbed up barefoot from my terrace to the little space where the old elevator used to be, making a morning ceremony, gazing to the sun and coming closer to the free space, the birds, water in another form and frozen flowers sparkling in the light. The chill numbs my fingers. Human or non-human in this matter it does not matter. Indigo dyed natural fibre!
photo: Bruce Clark