Is there a WE without a WE-subjektivity? Are WE as a body a zone of expression rather than a number of people?
How to misbehave? Maybe, as “body” formulated today in the workshop, by: Being a body is like riding a crazy horse. You never know what will happen.
We keep on inventing a body, with its shape, it’s abilities, it’s memories.
It is a practice of letting go, as we pass around the books after writing or sketching. By that, we loose the fear of white empty pages, by that we are released of encapsulating our opinions. By that we can find out what is there, together.
We are gradually building, translating, transforming.