LIKE A ROLLING STONE

Like a Rolling Stone. Several days, several hours in one place. A river over 1400 meters high in the Austrian Alps moves tons of rocks that start their way down to the valley. At the top, a series of actions arise where my body adapts, moves, and meets the stones carried by the water.
A human body, watery, soft, and small among the greatness and hardness of the mountains, mimics and observes.

I pick up stones and embrace rocks that have been eroding for centuries. Now my body adapts to them and learns from their folds, and their roughness. I become one more rolling stone, a nomad in the mountain, I am part of it, and for a thousandth of a second in the eternal life of water, I erode together with the hill. 

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I was lucky to have the support and creation of Sarah Willmeroth who photographed one of the happenings. https://www.sarahwillmeroth.com/  all photographs shown below are hers.

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