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English · 21.12.2017
Outside leave. Winters tree. Leaf, fallen. Trees blank. Still. Structure, clear. Inside warm, the fire-bouring-sound Sitting still. Listening clear to whats behind the daily rush, and hour Blank. Cold. Faces in the dark a lighter brings up the warm into faces, back to insides, trees. Within me resting. Listening the being me. Still. Winter`s leave.
English · 13.12.2017
What's the rhythm of the art? The rhythm of the art is the flow and the rhythm of the flow is life. To fallow the rhythm of the art you just need to be present with your rhythm. To be present with your rhythm makes you present with the rhythm of life. But my rhythm is not your rhythm, so we create an other rhythm together, the rhythm of the art. The art of the rhythm is to take care about your rhythm and my rhythm and at the same time our rhythm, the rhythm of the art. To see and feel the...