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a soft armour: Why grow up?
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The suit brings me everywhere. On the Czech-Polish border these days to teach and learn from a group of young artists. Today I walked into the projectroom in my suit, nobody was there since we all had a day off but on the table I found a book that made me smile. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Exercises in being here. A soft armour 5 (a 96 day walk). A soft armour 4 (a 40 day walk). A soft armour 3 (walking pilgrim trails). A soft armour 2 (108 days and a tattoo).
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walking in circles: traces
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Feet that won’t get clean. Blue stains i can’t remember the source of. A heart shaped scar from the hot metal stove door. A silence in my head that holds foot even when i walk through busy amsterdam streets. Small scars from hundreds of musquito and midgee bites. Scratches on my arms and legs. Visibility of muscles i never knew i had. A soft sweet pain in my heart. The plastic crusader and walking sideways. Find me on facebook. Walking peace colleague sara. Walking peace colleague sean. Being in the world.
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walking in circles: another day
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Fetching water from the well. Making a woodfire in the stove. Dried raspberry leave and orange peel tea. Picking blueberries for breakfast. The date on the yoghurt has long passed. But it is still tasty. Somebody bakes pancakes from last night’s leftover pancake batter. A 30 minute walk through the forest. Talking, thinking,. At andrea and jeppe’s there’s coffee and freshly baked bread. Going through the jobs for the day. Cleaning dishes, chopping wood, fetching water. Lentil stew and weed salad for lunch.
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walking in circles: mushrooms
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Outside the first blackbird was singing, the day had already started. A new day in which she would be very much alive and would surely find it hilarious and embarrasing, hopefully in that order. The table was still covered with red en brown mushrooms, some withered flowers and just behind it, Maddy had fallen asleep. The birdsong made it all look like an opera scene. When I went to bed they were still sitting around the table, being delighted by the wonderful red species they found. Two hours later, ...
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walking in circles: Flaneur
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The musquito bites are slowly driving me crazy. I tried to count them but I gave up. My arms resemble the surface of the moon seen from a distance. I can’t sleep at night. I try to write but the only words in the back of my mind are “don’t scratch, don’t scratch”. What is the sound of madness? Dripping water. A dog growling. A buzzing of some kind. Something getting bigger and bigger. Something that ends in complete silence. The moment just before that. What do you hear? I met somebody who recently met t...
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a soft armour: now here
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Midsummer, big celebrations in Sweden, where I am now. Wearing my suit today, but mainly writing HERE. These days: www.exercisesinbeinghere.blogspot.com. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Exercises in being here. A soft armour 5 (a 96 day walk). A soft armour 4 (a 40 day walk). A soft armour 3 (walking pilgrim trails). A soft armour 2 (108 days and a tattoo). Walking sideways and the plastic crusader. Standing on the shadow of the world. Picture Window template. Powered by Blogger.
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a soft armour: november 2013
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Zondag 3 november 2013. I never thought I would ever wear a jogging suit in public. Emilia's suit. Three pieces again, sweatshirt, trousers and a t-shirt in a matching colour. One day we were picking grapes, it started raining, we got soaked. The rest of the afternoon we spent in Emilia's kitchen. She searched for dry clothes. She told me I could keep them. Geplaatst door monique besten. Abonneren op: Berichten (Atom). A soft armour 3 (sweden). A soft armour 2 (weimar). A soft armour 1 (sideways).
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a soft armour: oktober 2013
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Dinsdag 15 oktober 2013. With my 4 year old shop assistent who knew all about elephants and fixing broken memories. She brought me lots of memories too. Big ones and small ones. Even now she still does. Sometimes a customer would take a nap in the back of the shop to dream of old memories or we would work on forgetting instead of remembering. Sometimes we would just talk and memories would pop up. Sometimes I collected my own memories, created new ones with other nomads. Nomadic Village, 6-10-2013. It is...
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a soft armour: March 2015
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I found a pair of green trousers in a laundromat. They had been washed and abandoned, the stains hadn’t come out, they covered most of the right leg. I took them home. I’ve got a soft spot for stains. They are like islands in a sea of ordinariness, messing things up, happy reminders. More about the clothes in my Pocket Memory shop HERE. The sky was cloudy today but I did see the sun getting smaller and bigger again. But it didn’t really. It stayed the same. Other things changed, moved. We passed a man in...
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a soft armour: maart 2014
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Vrijdag 7 maart 2014. A soft armour #5. I bought a new three piece walking suit. April 6th I will start walking to the Nomadic Village 2014, a 99 day walk to the south of Austria. Time for a new blog. Time to make sense again. Read more here:. Http:/ www.asoftarmour5.blogspot.nl/. Geplaatst door monique besten. Abonneren op: Berichten (Atom). A soft armour 3 (sweden). A soft armour 2 (weimar). A soft armour 1 (sideways). Find me on facebook. A soft armour #5.
