THE INNER VOID

From the depth I’m looking for the positive void…… just waiting now…….. nothing to compel… I wish to be beautiful and gentle….. but hear the riot screaming in my crackled skin…. old and still impatient ….don‘t fall into old habits now... no pathos, no……. look beyond the scream…. may I use you as a soundboard, please….. against whom, against what…… cheerful mugs with candies are tempting at the shelves of the warehouse……celebrating Christmas with the abandoned infant Jesus in his cradle…… peace bought off with golden watches and Nespresso machines….. a tiny Christmas tree is standing on my mantelpiece…… rainbow trees…… I hear footsteps above me….. listen…. walls with ticking clocks are melting down in time….. I understand Dali…… I’m gloomy sweet….. no love letter of Vermeer for me…. thoughts tumble as jolly calf’s along the meadow…… shadows in the wind….. I love to hear you…. I…hear you……

Cautious I approach the positive void as a hunter his prey. I have  recently discovered creating and filming in the open air; desolate lowlands, untamed as a blank page. Here I put my footstep or maybe not….

I will experiment in 2012 how little I can move in time. The video will be my guide there. Mixing image, music, sound and language fascinates me nowadays. Beside that I discover a new form of teaching, by using more theatre elements and silence. I like the best to work with small groups and on an individual level.

Neel de Jong, 2012