Today it rained for the first time, since we are in the forest. So in the morning we rehearsed in the hotel room, singing lyrics which still are looking for some sense, playing guitar, playing the  trumpet and making loud noises in between, i am not sure how long the guesthouse will tolerate this improvised rehearsal space.  In the afternoon it was fine, just a little drizzle, nothing more, so we walked our usual trajectory. The sky remained cloudy and grey and it was a kind of dark in the forest. We saw a total different environment and discovered that when we do not walk slowly, we hardly feel the magic of being in a landscape together with trees and plants. So we really must train ourselves to slow down a bit, it is better not to talk too much and for sure it is good to be not too decisive when we enter the forest. otherwise it is difficult  to get a more sensorial response to our environment.

Last night I dreamed that I could see through people. I heard what they said, saw how they behaved, but at the same time I understood their biography, got a grip on their inner motives. I asked in my dream if I also could look into my own biography, because it is difficult for me to know my own inner motives. At that moment I saw a big serpent rising in me, the snake filled my whole torso. I felt very strong when I woke up and tried to restart the dream again. So i dreamed the same situation, now close friends came into my dream, and again I could see what drove them in life. It seemed that this drive was always somehow hidden, something invisible as if there was a clear other reality behind the activities of our daily life.

I like thinking of being a snake. It fits the forest project and today it gave me a certain power to stick to my own way of being in dialogue with the forest at moments when I was overwhelmed by all the possible directions the event can go, since all the performers are here now, and come with their way of thinking and creating. The challenge is how to keep the diversity alive without losing the own identity at a moment that the performance is not yet in a state that it starts to speak with you. When that happens, you can let go more easily of your initial ideas.

I like to transform my physical snake dream state into a mental snake state in the performance.

on my travels i make small exhibitions of favorite artworks, here a twig from the forest combined with a postcard of rudolf stingel in palazzo grassi, with the photo printed carpets and a painting of frans west in his younger years