balance is a matter of weight and patience


… is when I stop running… collect materials… surching intuitivly forms which are in a proportional relation to each other… and then to put them in balance… on a tiny little point… it’s an endless trial and error process… a bit more, a bit less… so that finally a balance is aquired… and even when a thunderstorm passes by I dance with him, I adapt, I put all my force in the ability of movement…up and down…right and left…and my weight keeps me connected with the earth…


One response

  1. serafenix

    dandole…. cabron…. ole……

    May 9, 2012 at 6:00 pm

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