Re integrating the studio offers a mix of excitment of being there again and having my space and a certain embarrasment and inhability to express in ” Justesse”.
I filmed my first attempt of performance last week and the reality of it seemed far from the first idea.
It gave me an outside view on how my body moves now with its new limits and also still in the recovery process.It looked alsmost too real with clumsiness and struggles.
It certainly matches how I feel inside though.It made me sad and frustrated.
On the other end, I decided to keep the flow of the project and do a bit of work outside where it all seems playfull and adventurous.
something in the view from the caravan has caught my attention; an open door to a set of buildings which were part of the first serie of photos, an invitation to walk over the line and test the limits.
On my way there, I find a sign:”restricted area, authorised access only”. I stopped to explore this further and discover a new perspective on the view I thought I knew.
I question: Will I cross the line?
My age and my experience tell me not to. 10 years ago, I would have gone straight through without thinking twice.
I finaly decide to ask for an official authorisation for long term benefit.
There seems to be an age and time in life when you stop breaking the rules.
I wonder if artists are here to break rules , to push boundaries or maybe to follow them, question them and use them in new ways?
