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4. Woche help* Residency mit Lucy Steggals

5/26/2015

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Bricoleur a beautiful word told to me by a lady full of life who met her husband when she was a clown and he a journeyman. A bricoleur is person who constructs bricolages, using whatever materials are available. A door opens and closes, a bell rings there are footsteps on the stairs, a knock, a smile an accidental encounter with a lady who made music with friends in an old warehouse full of switches. Leipzig breathes there are trees coming out of windows and young boys weaving through railings to find secret places. After a long walk we (The Saturday Museum and friends) nearly got locked in a graveyard. Yesterday I got left behind in a building full of broken windows and doors. There is a small cupboard on the stairs I have fixed the window. Today I wonder if perhaps not all doors are open to everyone…

3. Woche help* Residency mit Lucy Steggals

5/26/2015

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From London to Leipzig and back again. Locked out, breaking in, a new letter box, keys coming down from above on a string. A chance meeting with a lady who makes coffee for people on a bridge. On Saturday I sat for awhile on the front step but no one came. A smile, a wave a knock on the door, a new friend to walk with who showed me a building with windows made of doors. A boards in entrances, paintings on walls, elephants and dinosaurs looking down from above. Open windows and ivy filled doorways in graveyards. The Saturday Museum’s and I have been dangling our feet over the window ledge and sweeping the street entrances and exits continues…

2. Woche help* Residency mit Lucy Steggals

5/8/2015

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This week I bought a box of keys. The owner of the shop gave me another key to his other place. I let myself in. Inside I found many door handles. I visited a school in the south by a cloud machine. The students talked about the doors they like to pass through.

I walked the heating pipe in Lene- Voigt- Park. There you can find ladders without rungs, a lost sofa and an almost invisible tree house. The sun is still making triangles in my room. At Hilder I washed the widows and cleaned the front step. I have been drinking a lot of happy tea and coffee served out of windows. On the 16th The Saturday Museum will host its first walk please do join us.