deer thoughts in porto

written on Wednesday, May 14th, 2008

i am on the terrace of the house in the forest together with robert. As usual there are clouds of mist hanging around the trees. The horizon disappeared. Robert is very tired, and laid himself against my body. I am half sitting, half laying on the ground. I feel like a statue. the satue of a lying deer. Robert melts into my skin, i become him, he becomes me. There is nothing to hide between us. There is nothing to say, just being together is enough. We can sit here for ever. Robert cries, he worked too hard, i am anware of my nose, and smell the nature around us and the intimacy of our bodies. Yes, we want to disappear. We want to disappear into each other, into the clouds which are hanging above the meadow. How soft and omnipresent can we become in this landscape of trees, mist and moisty earth?

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Still a picture of last week, when i was in leipzig. In the chair of erics room he found four hand puppets, he gave the chair with the puppets to me. it was a wooden chair, painted wit red and white lines and stars. I did not play with the puppets, no time, to involved in directing a piece with the actors chris and tobias. Eric, who is doing the projections and I  only showed of with the puppets especially for the camera to make this picture.