All letters are moving in the space around me. Letters carrying a specific meaning for the one who encounters their shapes. Perhaps not only one meaning but a plenty full… These letters they come and they go. I see them and I listen both inward and outward. They trigger me to move. Their presence urges me to take some significant decisions that will impact my next steps, thoughts and acts. It is in the most intimate encounter that something fundamental emerges. A floating-of-energies that sucks me into a world that can’t be avoided. A world that continues to expand.
Somehow the encounter in itself causes me to stay tuned with the spacetime to which I belong as well… the encounter hypnotises me … makes me want be an eternal observer of close encounters. Forever. Never wanting to stop enjoy the presence of the un/expected.
I ask myself for what reason. I should add that it is not that I stick to only one encounter. It is rather that every encounter has its specific way of meaning-making.
In Glories to Nothingness my voice becomes equal to any of the letters or sentences that are projected in the room. Voice is in itself a projection allowed to twist in all direction. It is a selfish state-of-mind. Perhaps even a non-democratic, contradictive positioning of power, since such an act isn’t my intention at all. The question is how do I allow the potential ‘selfishness’ to transform into an openness? (I need to stay with this question. A key….) My next move will be to encounter the embodied acts of Ariana Amacker through her recently presented doctoral thesis:
Embodying Openness. A Pragmatic Exploration into the Aesthetic Experience of Design Form-Giving (2017).
Amacker’s thesis on-line: https://gupea.ub.gu.se/handle/2077/52338