30 min. vedvarende klynge akkord meditation for 10 stemmer med Ligeti, Glass, Penderecki og Riley i baggrunden
30 min. sustained cluster chord meditation for 10 voices with Ligeti, Glass, Penderecki and Riley in the background
Accumulations of ideas informed the artist towards a shredded cloud that surrounded the giant rock;
when she climbed the mountain in Gyongi Do with her father, a monk dressed in grey cotton clothing told them,
that a spirit inhabited every single mountain.
An intense demography of spirits in a place where mountains cover 80 percent of the land.
The thin air dried out her throat
and the sun washed out the colours
of the dense forest around them.
She had no history, but maybe it would unfold in these steps,
on the hard surface, sur la visage de mon pére. Mon pére. Le montagne.
The extravehicular steps (adj. relating to an activity performed in space outside of a spacecraft). Salty and sticky sweat runs down into her eyes;
indulging in the cloud of manyfolded shadows that re-appear in her memory and make her scream and fall and rock herself to sleep.
The memory of being consumed piece by piece.....
until the hope of being a being vanishes forever.
Picks up a mountain crystal, curiously.
With it, she gently slaughters minimalist avantgarde composers and eat their heads with utter enjoyment and a calm expression on her face.
The spirit of the mountain whispers: do you want to meet your mother?
But she pushes the spirit back into the wooden jar on the altar and takes off into the unbearable sun again.
In the lustrous, greens and browns and greys, in the winds and the minimalist avantgarde echoes from the valley,
she merges her body into the ground and become the flesh of numerous, colourless layers of milky transparency that oscillates in the body of the giant,
the giant shivering hills.
