Okay

Here's a project in which I need your help!

About a week ago, I was taking a bus back home

and all of the sudden I had the most intense feeling of paranoia

I've never experienced so much fear of other people as that day

When I finally got home and came to my senses again

I felt I needed to do something to remember this feeling

Something to remind me how utterly ridiculous it is

to fear what other people think or say about you

How stupid it is to even contemplate this

To keep in mind that we're all alone in our own consciousness

and that we should celebrate the moments that we feel connected to other people('s minds),

rather then fearing our differences

Okay

I intended to explain all this in as little words as possible, cos here's the thing:

I'd like to ask you if you've ever had a similar experience,

or not even similar: any moment that you were so absorbed in a feeling, a thought or a handling,

that you felt you experienced the world around you in a way it has never occurred to you before..

And, can you make up an image to go with this moment?

It doesn't have to be a recent experience, it doesn't has to take much of your time,

you don't have to explain and you shouldn't feel restricted in any artistic way

Maybe you just can't grasp the experience in an image and it turns out blanc,

maybe you can connect it to just one color,

maybe it's a photograph,

maybe a word/a sentence/a poem, ...

I don't wanna use to many words, cos it's your mind's expression that I need

Anything really, that comes to mind when you remember this moment.


I want to gather all these images of altered consciousness right here in this blog,

adding new views on this world every day

First image is a photograph of what I did last week, just as an example


Secretly I hope to find some similarities in the way we project

and handle these moments of indescribable weirdness


Thank you for your cooperation!

Kat

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dinsdag 1 juni 2010

1/06 -Amerikaanse weerwolven

Today I received two stories related to the moon..
I added an illustration myself to the second one,
what an amazing idea!



"Last wknd I went to visit a friend, she lives in North Carolina, and is crazy about the moon, she sends a picture and a story about the full moon, that month.
While visiting she noticed I have been stress and could feel that, she fix a great dinner and then we went to visit some friends of her, everibody was in a good mood, and said, ok is time, ????
 
we went out next to the water, was very dark, the moon was starting to show, and the reflexion in the water, at that time Ruthie, my friend, said ok, is time to haul, we all start hauling, like wolfs, and, we where laughing, I feel the tension, melting away, took few deep breaths, and I was more relax that ever, she told me is shipper hauling at the moon, that pay a psychiatrist, LOL
 
I did have a great time, , fell good and can not wait to the next full Moon to go and haul, although I wonder what about my neighbors ???
 
AHHHHH, feels good !!!!"

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1/06 - De kalender

Sometimes my friends come up with the strangest stories:



Van de ene dag op de andere klopte de kalender niet meer.
Ik vroeg me af of ie stuk was. Dit duurde enkele dagen.
Waar ik me op dat moment niet bewust van was, was de tijd.
Ineens klopte de tijd niet meer. Toen verloor ik het besef.
Daar zat ik dan, ik wist niets meer.
Ondertussen had ik het raam opengedaan om wat te verluchten,
want ik begon het benauwd te krijgen.
De zon scheen me recht in de ogen.
Toen wist ik het goed.
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1/06 - My hunger knows no wings

Another one I did myself:

"I have a strong memory of loneliness and despair when I was young and far away from home,
sitting on the shore at Aberystwyth in Wales, watching the sea gulls hovering over the sea.
Deep inside me echoed the words:

My hunger knows no wings."


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1/06 - Antipode



Here's one I did myself, based on a story I got a few weeks back. It's about a woman who, after a long period of intense sadness, had a vision of love and light as she was lying awake in bed.
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