#fluid time

[thecosmos25]

Aeternitas.

The secret was this: Miles had woken up in a strange place. The sky was blue, the grass green, greener than he had ever seen. Cotton-like soft clouds scattered across the sky. Cumulus, Miles registered. It was a bright, fine summer day. Wait. Wasn’t there a thunderstorm, like, just yesterday? Miles sat up, rubbed his eyes, and tried to figure out where he was. His eyes raked in the acres of land…

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[padek]

Catalina Toaxen (Instagram: @catalinatoaxen)

[neuropathyfordpines]

Officially starting the year with the stomach flu but hey, it's not covid!

[lonnie11941-blog]

Fluid Time II – an (en)Visionographic Chicago Story by Julia-Anna Gospodarou on Flickr.

[theviewfrommystudio]

DAY 13

On the fluidity of time out here. Days were invented for people who had things to do or wanted to pretend they had things to do. Out here it makes no difference what day it is, apart from the fact that on Sundays there's a few more people around for the Open day. 

What's made my time here useful so far is this "dislocation" or displacement. The not-being-used-to-things makes you more aware of your surroundings, of your thoughts and above all your feelings towards things. Colours and smells seem sharper, less fuzzy.Going food shopping is a good experience. Do you really like that cereal or do you just buy it because it's familiar? Familiarity and points of reference become an all important anchor. 

So I've gone back to projects I always wanted to start, but never had the time, courage or straight thinking to do. 

And yesterday it was Sunday and I did no work. Not because it was Sunday, a day of rest, but because I didn't fancy it. Instead I read this amazing book by Claire Bishop on participatory art. It's a history, a critique and a guide that everyone should read. Or everyone with a slight interest in engaging and participatory art practices. 

Later today I'm joining another artist and a group of young people on a night walk, looking and cataloguing bats. Can't wait.