Monthly Archives: Apr 2016

Sensing the Zandmotor with Kenzo Kusuda



Dancer/choreographer/improvisator Kenzo Kusuda visited the Elements lab on 4,11, and 18 april 2016

Kenzo Kusuda was our guest teacher at the Zandmotor, and it opened new spaces to sense this vast volatile environment through his practice.

…”Your body is one bag of water, you can move your body in which everything is floating, your bones are floating and all your organs are floating. Wiggle, wiggle.”…

…”Breathe into your brain and fill it with oxygen, and then you breath into your second brain, which is the space all  around you.”…

… “You can feel and acknowledge your entire finger bone that almost goes all the way till the end of your palm to your wrist / pulse area, then extending that line into your arm, elbow and further.. Extend and see in what position you will eventually end up, what do you observe from this particular / peculiar perspective that you get by chance. How the world looks like to you now? Look around and really see what you see in front of you right here right now and take one deep breath with all there is. ”…

…” Imagine that your transparent body moves from only 5 particles, for example, in the middle of your chest, two in the middle of your both your elbows and two at the upper end of your hamstrings. Moving could become really easy and surprisingly fun, often leading us into somewhere more vibrant, refreshing and at times ridiculously unexpected and sublime. We start to hear the whisper of nature more and more. And off course, our body is nature, as well.”…

…” Moving is really easy.”…

…”Standing in a circle, try to sense / listen to the blood flow (or heartbeat) of the person standing next to you and the one standing next to that person.  You having that intention is enough. Then, as if reversing the process of listening / receiving into ” sending something of you; whatever you may imagine ” it “, maybe some sort of line? or ball? or wave? of your attention (??) or something (? )to the one next to you or the one standing next to that person… And see what happens to the circle of grooooouuup WOWwwwWW! ( Right away the movement of the people’s circle got so turbulent and dynamic, circle of people got flipped over like the sudden movement of sea anemone – one organic unit of life, while the multiple waves circulated around within a second and took it over without physically forcing nor pushing anything.  Everyone burst laughing and having fun in the sun” And easy eay, wiggle wiggle.”…

…” While holding your hand/finger parallel to the sea, imagine that your finger is the container which is filled with 80% water and 20% sky, and if you tilt your hand the water level is tilting as well, until the water finds its equivalence / horizontality once again in the titled container.  Move your body while being aware of its tilting water-levels and its recovery of horizontality within the ever-changing position of the container / finger / hand / other body parts….And not to forget, look out and keep your inner water and inner sky relate and correspond to the water level you see out there in the sea, over the horizon and beyond the cloud sky line.”…

… “You wanna have a happy body.”…

Thank you so much Kenzo!

Myself, I  appreciate the phenomena of arriving and leaving myself as a happy body every week at the Zandmotor even more.


Four Poetic Expeditions



Expedition1:  February 8

White sand is floating
like a swarm of sharp needles,
like a powdered sugar fog.

Sandy tears draw lines
on the face of a black dog.

Through rough, stormy gusts of wind
I hear tinkling of fragile seashells.
I crushed unwillingly thousands of them.

Wind pushes out tears from my eyes,
Wind sucks out air from my lungs,
Wind caresses my face with a touch of a sand paper.


DSC_0845Expedition 2: February 15

Whirlpool of seagulls twists above my head.
Blushing sky colours the air.
Smell of algae reaches my nostrils.

And then in turns dark.

We fight against the wind and build a simple tent
to hide in there for a cup of tea and an intimate talk.


DSC_0916Expedition 3: March 14

Warmth of the sun reveals milky future.
Wet sand is perfectly even and flat.
Except for steps that horses engraved.
Thousands of seashells tinkle around me.
I can smell a little hint of spring.



DSC_1006Expedition 4: April 4 (with Kenzo)  

I’m squinting in the sun and have a thin-lined view.
Suddenly a big bug crushes into my cheek.

I throw a slimy, sandy ball for the dog to fetch.
He brings it back, sits down and waits.
Then vaporising breath disperses from his mouth.

We are a tribe of transparent people.
We move in a flow like bags filled with water.
Our bodies are homes for happy fish.

Rays of the sun pierce the sea
and pour glitter on the surface of the water.
The air is clear and undisturbed.

I hear the flapping of the wings of the flying by bird.
A discrete rainbow slowly emerges.

presentations 11 april 2016

Today, we presented our developments so far to each other in the group. And also we had some great guests; Kenzo Kusuda, danser/performer and Matteo Marangoni from the iii-initiative, 2 digging artists Anna and Gregorz,and Francois Lombards from the Satellietgroep. ….OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
IMG-20160412-WA0000 foto by Sophie Rust
IMG-20160412-WA0001 foto by Florencia Reznik


This Friday in a party, a person that I haven’t seen in months asked me: how is your hole doing? -so funny that people remember! Is doing, is doing, I answer.

Today I biked around 3okm. Plus the digging. I have grown during this time. My legs are bigger and harder. My arms are definitely stronger. I can bare the cold easily. I’ve changed. I couldn’t have done this before.

I bike at ease knowing that my hole is there. It’s been raining but it hasn’t been that windy, so it’s there. I’ve developed this sense for wind: from my house, I can tell how the hole is going.

Today the hole is as big as in the good days. I destroyed the layers but the shapes made by my spade where quite beautiful as well.

Laying there, resting, it was like being in my nest. I can’t see people approaching me in this position, I only see the walls of the hole. It would be a rather strange sight to see someone laying exhausted inside a hole, wouldn’t it?

I learned that it could not have been the old seabed, because that is 15 meters down. And what I found the other day and thought it was a chocolate, is in fact very old clay from Germany.

Calm, grey day. Some people around, but very few.

A woman of around my age with her dog comes to ask me what I am doing. First time!! Maybe she alone destroyed my theory? I hope so. Yes, she did. I’m so glad she came.

Francois came to say hi, he was working in some field recordings. He told me that if I dig 3 meters deep I’ll hit water. The deepest I’ve got was 2 meters. He also tells me that “one of my fans” says hi. I ask who?! The man with the dogs. Of course, Voskamp! He is the one and only.

On my way back, I feel I could keep on biking. But I am hungry and it’s late. It’s been a long day.