artistiek onderzoek - audiovisueel - digitaal - Taal - wetenschap & techniek
So it is a spiral recursive process, and it starts not at the beginning, nor at the end, perhaps it starts in the middle. There is very little recognition to what was suggested, required, assumed before. Each turn a recalibration, as for the practice, a bit of everything. When cooking, mix in spice or quantum carbon; when molding, configure as if blind; when voicing, stop for a second dream about the uncodified. What I'm saying is a riddle, a song of care, a ritual of carpeting, a question that opens, an answer that upsets. I will never talk about, I speak = do = make = care = create.