Aber immerhin dafür.

She walked.
From Amsterdam to Gelsenkirchen.
And I saw her.
When she arrived.
Tired and exhausted.
But in good moods.
And I asked her.
If she'd like to.
Speak about her journey.
Her experience.
Her impressions.
And so she put on a text.
And it was a wonderful text.
A roadtext to read and feel.
But nothing for the magazine.
Then I invited her to my reading performance.
And she heard of Eva's Way.
And we mixed thoughts.
And it turned out to be a good idea.
And so she sewed & tailored.
And put text on cotton.
And then she came and walked.
Through the room.
Singing out her voyage.
In a roman catholic priest tone.

And moved on and on and on.
And yesterday when she was already back in Amsterdam I did this drawing.
And now she is sending me the clips of the performance.
And the wheels keep running on their ways.

And it was so nice!



Me or not to me. That is the question.
;-)