¿

1 WHAT 

2 HOW

3 WHERE 

4 PROPS

5 SOUND

I imagine three legged stools ("Schemel", "Gebärstuhl") in the shape of a pelvis, open for optimal ventilation from below and connection, vetebra-anus-earth. Colors: white = bones. Or other color: yellow. possible materials: gips, zellulose, palmblätter, 

they come in S M nd L shapes. Maybe the visitor's hips are being measured.

I SEE + HEAR:

dust accumulating as in = boxes)

I see very bright light, almost to light to discern shapes

I see a wooden structure that a child can climb on 

I see light, softness

I see someone trying to bring order to the accumulating boxes

Soft sound, with something humping, pumping,

I hear a washing machine

Like being inside of a body

I see the special lamp that cordula once got to borrow that has a controller and where you can shift the mood and color very fast

I see people wondering around trying to find their way into the system in silence

exaggerated qualities bright=super bright

someone is nestling and fiddling, taking things out of boxes, Arranging them anew

dark (cellar) = dark + torch or infra red (photo developing)

i see soft fabrics with sharp graphic details

what has come inside is being laid out on tables

I see coloured lights

I see boxes slowly seeping to places they should not even go to

I hear a combination of artificial and bodily connections

I see boxes turning into liquid, dripping down the steps to the cellar

sinus waves

I see smoke, overtones

I see a box with red light

I hear a beat

Something in one of the corners

Smoke like ”air cleaning”

I hear “water coming”

I see squares turning into triangles

I hear scratching and dripping

I see the water running creating a puddle outside of the building

I hear distant humming, muffled atmosphere like as if the door is shut

i hear a child breast feeding

I hear someone typing like you now

I see time quickly passing through the space (as if years passing in instants)

I see a labyrinth

I see someone’s hand

I see people stepping into the puddles outside, discovering past wisdom in them

so when you enter I see a very old and a very young white man

Gilbert and Robert Trappl

i see doors, some are always closed but you can hear sounds behind them

is there an attic?

I see lots of bags

I see time moving differently inside vs. outside

I hear the someone „Trappeln“ maybe on the roof

I see the idea of playing with spaces that are not there in the room where we go blind folded

I smell fresh air and lavendel

Robert Trappel trappelt

I see someone coming out with a lump of red clay

I hear everyone talking about the attic (but it is nowhere to be seen)

baby lavendel

camomille

you hear it again the song

choreography speed

 

Are we wearing masks inside?
Are we painted? 

How do people look when they come out?