"Telephone all a person in hospital" might have been the first direction, "audition for a planet" the second. The participation on Test-Portal festival (space for the idealist artist) lay open to experiment the introduction, an installation, intake, initiation of a performance-sect. Research in public, Could I sell a sect? Would I be able to raise this kind of space travel agency, recruitment office for the selfrealised individuals howling for beyond? Would peoples inscribe or react? Was I able to guide a crowd, explain?Explain What? Use my planetary friends to guide an audience? We brainstormed the possibilities, with Mentors at DasArst Hooman Sharifi, Boris Gerrets and Kristina Andersson I visited the place, the walk, and the huge space of the NDSM where I had just moved to a new atelier and was invited to experiment in Test-Portal. The fact of imagination seeing scenes, of complete barren emptiness, or wild overdone ritual scenes, The commerical side of a guru visit. In fact the space itself, a huge concrete platform. As I explained to Erwin Jans, a slippery slope the perfect setting, reflection of my feeling of the subject, whet Hellende vlak- between new age and sect, religion in 2005 the midlife crisis all around me. Times for conviction with an impossibility to turn to traditional religions at war and a need for intimacy and reflection peoples guide themselves through wonderful self-made rituals. An anthropology of my friends imago reflected in an old harbor, Maritime Quarter, overtaken by nature and graffiti. I invited a few of them to make an audio interview (Extreme hygiene ritual) A film (full moon mother-milk spritzen), a French midlife cry mantra song making. I was gathering material in different layers and still referring to the memory theatres Image I had in mind since the beginning of this IT. I thought of an audio system on the broad terrain my old friend: illegal radio was suggested to me by Kristina Andersson an I immediately felt the Zendingsdrang.
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