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THE CRACK – THE CRACKLE – THE OPENING…

The crack – the crackle – the opening for light and darkness, sounds and silence. The opening for something new or something old to be found, profound or in the surface. A crack in a rock, a crack in the mirror, a crack in the everyday surface. It opens up for experiences of you and I, the other and the self, the inner and the outer. The secure ground is…

THE GAZE

What is the relationship between space and behavior? How does space guide our behavior? These – among others – are the questions that The Gaze tries to understand. The Gaze observes and studies people, makes notes and tries to draw conclusions. During Sisters Academy in Malmö, The Gaze will use his time to research these questions inside the academy. He will investigate how to research these questions in artistic ways….

THE QUIVERING ISLAND

In the misty fogs of your time, the vacuum- ocean, exhales. And in slow motion, unveils one of it’s many secrets: The Island. The Island. The Island stops and flows Light comes and goes This is the island of Dust and Mirrors. moved by your touch and of it’s quiver Island stop and flows Light comes and goes But be aware of the Islands mystics it’s heart is mirror facing…

THE GENEVA PROJECT

The Geneva Project is an ongoing multi-disciplinary sensory experience where both the performer and the spectator are immersed in an environment that may be considered a dream space, a conjuring of worlds past, present and future, where time shifts in an instant, where light and dark operate simultaneously revealing the beauty and trauma of everyday life. Geneva is a conduit. Geneva brings to light that, which was once hidden.

TUMBLEWEED

I find a freedom in being But to meet a human, that’s something else I’m nothing more then my surroundings and I play. unforeseen. unselectively. in light. When a sadness swallows me I cry out stilled on a stone all the losts, and nevers, and never agains Till birds and seas trip me back in the play of just being Now, in stead of seducing human eyes I’ll try to…