Slow, immanent, seeping permeation of relation with place and each other (whisper, ripple, shimmer, rumble); nourished by deep listening and field work.
Dates: multiple; March - May 2024
Places: Wurundjeri and Bunurong Country Respect, honest presence, animism. How it is to share the relationship, the intimacy and care of the world/nature/place/environment, while in a group of people - not just walking alone and relating closely with the world that way. It is a different process...
Even though I know that being absorbed in myself is also being absorbed in the swarming swimming swampy mess that is all the ecologies, in and around me, the relations, the collective of them.
I am reminded today that the earth is still singing, if I only listen. So I listen. The percussive metallic clanging of the Anthropocene falls into rearview, and the earths song becomes a little louder. I hear the trees. Leaves caressing one another; a gentle sonnet of symbiosis. Avian appendages dance on the air and flutter in my ears, while they sing to each other I like to imagine they are singing to me.