In a previous post I have documented the process of ruining a simple landscape sketch. Since I don't like wasting canvasses (or wasting paint), I keep occasionally trying to somehow "fix" or improve the situation of that horrible canvas. I figured out that one of the reasons I ruin sketches is that by adding more … Continue reading Recycling ruined canvasses is like working with your past.
This sound gesture is about maintaining my voice, in the face of car noise, birds and people outside the window. Interference. . https://soundcloud.com/sasha-supertramp/voice . All my life, it has been extremely hard – if not impossible – to hear, notice, feel myself when thrown into the tumble drier (or, more a washing machine) with all … Continue reading Finding and maintaining a voice … in music and life (incl. improvised piano audio track)
Taming solitude. To find all four legs of the table (or all four Jungian elements). To withstand winds. Winds of fear, demons that used to scare; but also gusts of delusion; and that which just hangs in the clouds, legless. That which stands upside down but does not realise it. . . Sometimes we live … Continue reading Taming solitude, once again.