I have mixed feeling about our performance, and it seems very difficult to reflect on the final performances.

When I think back, it triggers many memories and experiences of the summer. The more I try to focus professionally on to the art subject and documentation of it, I feel pressure, uncertainness rising.

The endless discussions, finding models, handling models, testbed , no money and the risk that it may not happen for whatever reason left traces. The process experiences clearly dominate the actual performance memories.

Concerns and breezes of anxiety became daily companions. The Awareness that everything may rumble down in an instant sits deep in me.

It seems like on the 16th 17th 23rd of July we invited visitors to have a glance at our poetic sensitive world; in which we revealed deeply personal feeling. The performances should remain in my memories as the highlight or result of hard work, but it isn’t. It feels like we just opened a door.

Perhaps it is because these expressed emotion, thoughts revealed in the performance are still present on daily bases. It‘s difficult to think about documenting a project, which is still quit deeply emotionally embedded.

Consciously documenting it’s to hold on to it for the future, in a way you expect it being part of the past.

In this case, our concepts is very much present on daily bases. Perhaps we would need a form of the documentation that shows the longevity of the subject.

The comments on the glass could be different ones, each time another fades over a longer period of time.

As you know, I think this could be ‘re’performed, in the right place on the right time…