Copper. Sunrise 6 am – sunset 6 pm. Part of the festival Forma y Sustancia. Parque Central de San José.
Marking Breath. The Mind. San José. Costa Rica. Parque Central. 23 – 2 – 2019. Sunrise – Sunset 6am-6pm.
- Walking into Parque Central I feel like being in some kind of bird movie. Hitchcock or Home Alone. The pigeons are all over. Making a constant noise.
- I sit down. Ready.
- Im relaxed. Focused on my breathing.
- Breathing noise
- Its windy. Focusing on my exhalations
- Im calm after one week in Mario Antonio at the beach doing nothing.
- No thoughts
- Pi and Ever are taking video and photos
- Cesar is there. He joins me.
- Peacefully we mark our breathing
- The sun has risen
- Its day
- The plaza is filling up with people
- There are a lot of homeless. Mostly from Nicaragua as the political situation is very bad there
- Cesar and I are breathing together. Sometimes looking into each other’s eyes
- What do we communicate when looking into each other’s eyes? Mostly being present and recognize one another. Accept who we are. Today it’s rare. 100 % attention. We spend so much time in our phones giving attention to someone or something far away. Why? Is it not because we are looking to be acknowledged here and now?
- I mark into the copper a spiral
- Alex is sitting opposite
- I feel Im looking into the universe
- Eyes so personally and yet so universally at the same time
- Sometimes I feel shyness, but why? I never decided to become human. And what is it to be human? To me it’s a mystery. Like a landscape of known and unknown
- We breathe together
- A local man sits down. Again, the universe. After a while he understands the act. He gets ready. He looks strong and straight into my eyes determined not to look down he begins the marking. I start the same. Not looking down. Why bother how the marking looks? His entire body is present
- Time passes in pure presence. He is so much there. His eyes talk about all. Silence. About all life; love, anxiety, fear, joy, hate, difficulties. All is there simultaneously
- One of the pencils rolls to the ground. We both try to catch it. We smile. It falls.
- Back to the marking
- The church bells ring. Loud. Mixing the sound with the pigeons
- A man arrives and sit down inside the little corner where most of the pigeons are.
- He is their father. The one who brings food.
- He sells it to people and the kids feeds them. Most of the kids get scared when 100 of birds surround them.
- Back to the marking
- Time passes, breath passes, life passes, people passes. So much passes through each one of us every day. Meetings. Constant helloes and goodbyes
- I like to hold on but I exhale
- Letting go
- I mark like never before
- No control of the marking into the copper
- I let go
- Today I changed a little
- I travelled to Costa Rica with my friend Pi. The first she said when we landed in San José was that this trip was going to be life changing
- Yes
- Breathing
- Chellet. I love her. We mark together. Just mark not looking
- A new dynamic new life new relation
- Coffee
- Chellets red hair shines in the sun. She says 5 minutes and this she gives us.
- I’m alone again.
- Pancho is there to watch
- A guy arrives – he’s without a home
- We do not mark. Only I do.
- He wants a selfie with me.
- I breathe and smile a bit
- This world! All the photos inside our phones. To do what? Make us remember or a lost battle to hold on to the moment and stop time?
- Pancho pretends I’m his wife
- The man walks on
- Its Saturday. Lot of people and lot of activities. Teletopies are walking around.
- I have to move the table into the shadow as the sun is strong.
- I move to the pedestrian also where people sell stuff on the street
- I breathe noise and life
- Full of life. Full of projects to be carried out
- I do breathe
- A lady sits down. Ask me if its free or costs money. She asks me if I believe in people from other planets. She does and she thinks Im one. I smile
- I was told before someone believed I’m from the future
- I mark my breathing smiling.
- A lot of children are around. They join. So cool and sweet.
- Looking into the eyes of children the world shines in vast space.
- I feel blessed to be able to do this
- Church bells ring loud and bright every hour, I think.
- I’m alone
- I mark and look at my chaos in the marking. A spiral that grows into a shine
- Pure energy
- Consciousness
- How do our consciousness work?
- We can travel everywhere in pure consciousness but still the body is in one place
- I focus on my breathing
- Doris arrives she is dressed in red silk. Full of energy
- We breathe together
- After a woman sits down. Her two girls watch us
- Im tired. The light is bright. And the wind is strong
- My eyes my mind full of impressions and realizations
- I move the table back to the place where I began this morning
- Eli is performing a clown and ask the crowd who is normal?
- I smile
- I guess no one feels normal?
- Pi is back. She invites a girl to join me
- After a discussing with her boyfriend she decides to join me.
- She is beautiful
- I instantly fall in love
- We look into each other’s eyes
- I disappear in moments
- We both start to cry
- It’s touching
- A crowd of people has gathered around us
- I cannot help to think why
- Nothing happens
- It makes me think about being present. Today this is rare, why it is interesting to watch two people looking into each other’s eyes.
- She starts laughing. I also laugh. We say eyes goodbye
- Immediately another girl sits down
- The crowd is growing
- I feel my face is tired but my consciousness is awake
- Foreverness is with me
- I have let go of all. I breathe and mark. That’s all.
- A man – a local elderly man sits down.
- He marks intensively
- Another universe opens up
- Eyes like stars in vast space
- That is, I believe who we are
- We are life. In this we are all and nothing
- Church bells – the sun has set.