Residency at D.ID - the beginning of 2nd week

Monday. Anna came back from Vienna at the morning. Long talk with Manfred - good, clearing-up...
A sun passing through the windows creates nice scenography on the floor... Deformed shapes of the windows... Strange perspectives... We are a bit misplaced today, aren't we?

Hard to start after the weekend. Last week was so productive, full of impressions, ideas, try-outs, never-ending improvisations... But today everything seems to be at least "under a big question mark". Did we move somewhere? Are we going somewhere? Our direction seems to be very blurred or maybe just intuitive... We know what but not yet how. It's difficult to verbalize what we do... the misplacement, the contexts and meanings that are unexpectedly and continuously changing creating another contexts and meanings... how much should we be concrete and how much abstract? what is our language?
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Brain cleaning. Intuitively something to get on a track. Misses Robinson, Dustin Hoffman, misplaced sexuality...
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And again Anna, me and deformed windows on the floor... I dance. Anna observes. Misplacement of physical impulses... Should be an elbow but it goes to the knee, should be the right heel but a tongue takes it over... Interesting results but where does it go?

A change. Anna dances. I observe... Same conclusion! Not any further...

Maybe together... misplacement of body parts. Anna's hand is Anna's tongue is my index finger is touching Anna's pelvis that becomes my nose touching in round motion the ear of Anna... Meeting of our chicks. Pause. Does it create a meaning? ... are we too much abstract? A finger goes inside the mouth. A baby? Oral sex? Out in own thoughts? My finger is Anna's finger... we're not yet there. Long pause...


Finally we agreed that there is something unique in our cooperation... We both feel it. It gives us the hope and the force to go on... Lets go through everything we have done till now... we have our notebooks in the hands... another never-ending improvisation... but yes, we are getting again closer... we know it, we feel it but we can't yet set the rules... there are still some things beyond our conscious impressions... too important to give them up.

Manfred came again. He brought us Sacks... Great, new food... and again we talk... we are becoming through a talk... The optimism is back...