Roskilde Festival 2017, Art Zone
Collaboration w/ Rune Bosse
We are drawn into a ring of rounded edges, being pulled up.
The invisible becomes visible. We cannot see, cannot hear, cannot speak.
What is it that we don’t understand? What is it that we dont have to understand?
We are dancing in the middle, between eternity and ego.
We disappear in the mist and meet where we dissolve.
The chlorophyll mixes with the blood. We let go.
Where we don’t exist, we are found.
Where we disappear in the horizon, our world begins.
Where we dance, we sprout.
Where we love, we grow roots and become more than One.
Why not human? How human?
Wheat grass, wood, sound and fog machines.
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