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Category Archives: archaeology
overhead, the sky is grey
Posted in archaeology, collaboration, communication, dreams, experiential, graffiti, image, improvisation, interactive media, internet, language, looking at it another way, play, poetry, recycling, silence, sound, soundscape, stretching it
Tagged before bright blue, clarity, conversation, decision making, holy, skies, time
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re/collect
1. i forget you every day. over and over and over again. 2. in that time forgotten i am present reckless i snap pictures, shove them in my pockets default names smeared across my screen. in.stance. 5. deleted memories do … Continue reading
it becomes poetry
Posted in archaeology, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, endurance, event, experiential, graffiti, image, improvisation, internet, language, looking at it another way, poetry, recycling
Tagged combining, felt, moments, time, told
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i keep breaking it up
i keep breaking it up to repackage it. do it again here, after a long while of stillness and rain the sky met earth and you, you were outside, singing. i was inside going through files. files, i’d filed with … Continue reading
Posted in archaeology, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, dreams, endurance, hypnopompic, language, looking at it another way, poetry, recycling, sound, soundscape, stretching it
Tagged Damplein, distance, excavating, glass, in dreams, Janskerkhof, nighttime, process, singing, this
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Found Bits
Posted in archaeology, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, endurance, event, experiential, graffiti, interactive media, internet, language, looking at it another way, poetry, recycling
Tagged memory, moments, pieces, together
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the day begins in prayer
Posted in archaeology, art, birth, breath, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, endurance, event, improvisation, interactive media, internet, language, looking at it another way, play, reflection, sound, stretching it, tantra
Tagged contemplation, integration, meditation, prayer
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i am at a swimming pool
Posted in archaeology, art, collaboration, communication, connection, digitalization, dreams, event, identity, interactive media, looking at it another way, performance, play, poetic video, sound, stretching it
Tagged entering, location, mouth, opening, pool, swimming, swimming pool
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filtering
bike drifting past ancient trees rough dark brownwet roots strong as life with the most startling baby green filtering the sky fresh moist scents pierce me windsighing blurs the vibrations around me sssshhhhhhhhhhh…. i want to hear the birds two … Continue reading
Posted in archaeology, poetry, recycling, reflection
Tagged biking, birds, remembering, scents, springtime
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