<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245</id><updated>2009-11-09T16:14:00.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well with time</title><subtitle type='html'>recording the processes involved in the creation of work by team well team project makers.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-8182122700498142437</id><published>2009-01-12T17:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:14:52.573+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='after'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='explosions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hearts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='well'/><title type='text'>AFTER - performance/art - STREETS OF MELBOURNE</title><summary type='text'>one we just made.from the depths of somewhere came these men.we said some things you just can't keep.here they are.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8182122700498142437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=8182122700498142437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/8182122700498142437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/8182122700498142437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-performanceart-streets-of.html' title='AFTER - performance/art - STREETS OF MELBOURNE'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/SWsIyLrguSI/AAAAAAAAALU/8ZRR8Xm5azM/s72-c/after+12+cm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-2016261172513298190</id><published>2008-08-03T17:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:39.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nowandthen-ish</title><summary type='text'>is, well, gestating.new projects bubbling profoundly in the mix of chaos and adaptation that seems to be the course of events in wind-bitten melbourne.soon, grants, contracts, commissions and pure acts of random joy will be erupting from the oily black depths of the well.you, anonymous viewer, will be invited.unexpected.and welcome.in the meantime look here at this fabulous photo from 1995. the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2016261172513298190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=2016261172513298190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/2016261172513298190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/2016261172513298190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2008/08/now-ish.html' title='nowandthen-ish'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/SJV6q1UbTsI/AAAAAAAAAHA/O2228NxOsSg/s72-c/bells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4288032887773704902</id><published>2007-12-05T13:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T08:09:18.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSTALLATION EXPERIENCE</title><summary type='text'>being hear - hear being                       experiential  installation"behind the wall was strange and strong, and I guess I'm not the only one who feels like this." Hanneke Paauwe, 04/12it worked.This happened: one at a time people were guided through the caves of le bains by christina clar. listening to sounds and experiencing (s)light space structures and her interpro-grams along the walk - </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4288032887773704902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4288032887773704902' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4288032887773704902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4288032887773704902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/12/installation.html' title='INSTALLATION EXPERIENCE'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4967905311052727313</id><published>2007-11-28T09:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:39.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacirca'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='installation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='climate change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goldstine'/><title type='text'>installating</title><summary type='text'>preparing the installation:christina clar's interpro-gramsblack box view- accidental camera obscura                                                   (all photo's by Petter Alexander Goldstine)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4967905311052727313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4967905311052727313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4967905311052727313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4967905311052727313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/installation-installation.html' title='installating'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/R0y__lVjFsI/AAAAAAAAAGk/qUdeF2gnyPs/s72-c/_0010708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4256351957746273785</id><published>2007-11-28T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:25:08.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>translaymans</title><summary type='text'>this text is a double 'translation' (english-&gt;french-&gt;english) of a section of my installation: it is quite hilarious, i am contemplating using it - maybe i'll wait till i'm back in china.Put back your eyes. In mine. Please follow : close your open eyes they fine your open eyes they close your eyes, now close your open eyes they open open your eyes now silence</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4256351957746273785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4256351957746273785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4256351957746273785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4256351957746273785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/translaymans.html' title='translaymans'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-142429820169660995</id><published>2007-11-26T08:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:40.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the line</title><summary type='text'>"are you crazy?" "no i'm an artist" "you could have been killed" "you were the ones who made me cross the road to get in your car" "are you being smart?!" "no just crazy"moral: belgian police do not like it when you walk the opposite way on the autobahn.. even if you have a perfectly illegitimate but reasonable             reason. ach!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/142429820169660995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=142429820169660995' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/142429820169660995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/142429820169660995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/line.html' title='the line'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/R0oYGlVjFiI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YyMoa4miUtM/s72-c/walk+auto+bahn.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4790761610691829088</id><published>2007-11-26T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:40.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>light head is back</title><summary type='text'>"The sky is black and blue and gray and yellow. The sky is not there, and it is red. All this was yesterday. All this was a hundred years ago. The sky is white. It smells of earth, and it is not there. The sky is white like the earth, and it smells like yesterday. All this was tomorrow. All this was a hundred years from now. The sky is lemon and rose and lavender. The sky is the earth. The sky is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4790761610691829088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4790761610691829088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4790761610691829088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4790761610691829088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/light-head-is-back.html' title='light head is back'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/R0mnBFVjFhI/AAAAAAAAAFE/JcNalZixveY/s72-c/Photo+23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-8752666998558581216</id><published>2007-11-25T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:31:15.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>synthesizing experience (with corrected text)</title><summary type='text'>the word monad kept folding and unfolding itself inside the head of me this week, I knew the word but did not know its meaning or history – it was simply just a play on the words of this residency. Tonight i was immersed in paul auster's the invention of solitude, when i started reading about monadism - in relation to knowing that at any point in space the everything that is already occurring; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/8752666998558581216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=8752666998558581216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/8752666998558581216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/8752666998558581216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/synethesing-experience.html' title='synthesizing experience (with corrected text)'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-7212867521537617347</id><published>2007-11-25T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T07:32:59.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deeplaywords</title><summary type='text'>based on conversations between christina clar and iwords of deep play - towards a new nomadism:--1. twalkinglooking ahead together and talking - for presence (in perpetuity)1. gazeninggazing head to head, eye to eye, and listening - for awakening (within eternity)--</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7212867521537617347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=7212867521537617347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7212867521537617347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7212867521537617347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/deepplaywords.html' title='deeplaywords'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4450826821703481825</id><published>2007-11-22T09:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:41.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the artist awakening</title><summary type='text'>From Naumann on Wittgenstein:  He (the philosopher) pursued an idea until he could say either that it worked or that life doesn’t work this way and we have to start over. He would not throw away a failed idea, but include it in his book.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4450826821703481825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4450826821703481825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4450826821703481825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4450826821703481825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/artist-awakens.html' title='the artist awakening'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/R0TY21VjFbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kY6OXHMr9Ao/s72-c/sheep+sleep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-6533893305667946049</id><published>2007-11-18T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T14:53:46.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>light head</title><summary type='text'>the non-nature of reallyIf neutrino had a brain which had evolved in neutrino sized ancestors it would say that rocks really do consist of empty space. We have brains that evolved in medium sized ancestors who couldn't walk thru rocks.really for an animal is whatever its brain needs it to be in order to assist its survival.                                  Richard Dawkinswe are waves, not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6533893305667946049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=6533893305667946049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/6533893305667946049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/6533893305667946049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/light-head.html' title='light head'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-2834005439863734308</id><published>2007-11-18T09:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:03:33.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sheep dreaming too</title><summary type='text'>i will spend one more day with mrs white this coming week. it will be our final experience with eachother; i will then be taking my lessons of sheepmind to humanimals for Plankton Bar on Nov 30. i have decided against bringing her to le bains:: for a few reasons, mainly being that she has recently become pregnant (to mr brown, her mate) and the travelling-being-apiece-of-art experience may be a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2834005439863734308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=2834005439863734308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/2834005439863734308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/2834005439863734308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/sheep-visit-too_18.html' title='sheep dreaming too'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-7464262927881937966</id><published>2007-11-17T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T04:31:16.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tedious agriculture</title><summary type='text'>


IAMNOTAVIDEOARTIST :: IAMANOMADthis is a part-moment of a bug in circuit. the bug was missing a leg and walked in a circle over and again, as cars and belgian agriculture passed and embroiled it. the footage is part of a triptych taken from our walk from holland to brussels and will form the left section of a 10:49 minute loop; a component of my installation during Plankton Bar on the 30th of </summary><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fc22a7af1cbf8fef&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7464262927881937966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=7464262927881937966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7464262927881937966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7464262927881937966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/tedious-agriculture.html' title='tedious agriculture'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-7742686141514534179</id><published>2007-11-15T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:41.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a walkening</title><summary type='text'>yesterday, took part in a walkening - an exercise in listening and knowing your space, under the direction of the fabulous Christina Clar. first, we found our (own and the groups) rhythm and pace in a golden-red forest whilst looking at the ground at our feet. for part 2, Christina had prepared individual audio tracks for us to walk with - between 5 and 10 minutes across a green field, whilst the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7742686141514534179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=7742686141514534179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7742686141514534179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7742686141514534179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/walkening.html' title='a walkening'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/RzwsDlVjFSI/AAAAAAAAADA/Aa-i0CQDSF8/s72-c/Cell075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4236048701638490962</id><published>2007-11-13T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:41.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before being sheepless...</title><summary type='text'>one is sheeped. i am now understanding my original mission and re-state my hypo-thesis: it is possible to transmutate from one animal to another, whist retaining the unique qualities of each. spending 2 days and nights in the middle of a sheep's gaze strengthened my will to intercede into a new soul, with the knowledge that i will not lose mine. This is empowering and also a phenomenal trajectory</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4236048701638490962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4236048701638490962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4236048701638490962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4236048701638490962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/before-being-sheepless.html' title='Before being sheepless...'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/R0P9EVVjFaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eCI9TzOQpA8/s72-c/sheep240307_486x386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-6346696027056491380</id><published>2007-11-13T07:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:41.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhat bearded in belgium</title><summary type='text'>hard at work?!this man has just spent 2 days and nights living in a field with 2 sheepyou would be tired too - now go to bed!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6346696027056491380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=6346696027056491380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/6346696027056491380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/6346696027056491380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/somewhat-bearded-in-belgium.html' title='somewhat bearded in belgium'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/RzjnLI9l-ZI/AAAAAAAAACo/SjWvImG2wDY/s72-c/Photo+6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-3972472618672496198</id><published>2007-11-08T18:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:42.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abandoned - nomad</title><summary type='text'>Walking with Bettina Wind - we found the perfect nomadic space in urban Brussels. a seemingly empty circus tent (cirque d'electrique) behind a wire fence and other side brick.. next to an abandoned school (now radio station) and an empty block. As we looked at the tent and wandered how we could fit it in the Les Bains a boy with a yellow cape walked from the tent to a caravan - it was not empty!.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/3972472618672496198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=3972472618672496198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/3972472618672496198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/3972472618672496198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/abandoned-nomad.html' title='abandoned - nomad'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/RzLkGI9l-YI/AAAAAAAAACg/yB56oEA4pkg/s72-c/PB040045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-1835888294591445841</id><published>2007-11-08T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:42.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transacoustic research performance</title><summary type='text'>PART 1: RESEARCH - WAITINGAn hour away from performing with Transacoustic research, currently there is this: in the wooden pool lies a man, Nicholaus on top of projected ground, which is being image manipulated by Natascha  - arrows, marks, x, a line. Petter Goldsthine sits at a console contracting deep high synthetic sounds from a bass with the help of 2 speakers like a reiki bow and foot pedals</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/1835888294591445841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=1835888294591445841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/1835888294591445841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/1835888294591445841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/transacoustic-research-performance.html' title='transacoustic research performance'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/Rzjouo9l-aI/AAAAAAAAACw/PxhNNJukZiU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4373639673061035513</id><published>2007-11-04T05:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:37:03.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leaving the sheep for now</title><summary type='text'>wow, so visit one to the farm was quiet, learned, peculiar and sweet. the leaning of the owners toward me working with goat was quite obvious; yet the understanding that it is inappropriate to the exercise was also understood. goats met: emily, fried, and the stinky chin men were quite hilarious - the women being very friendly and open to the touch. men goats pranced about pissing on their faces </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4373639673061035513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4373639673061035513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4373639673061035513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4373639673061035513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/leaving-sheep-for-now.html' title='leaving the sheep for now'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-2288913154275475672</id><published>2007-11-04T05:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:27:34.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>train to hezele - greeting the sheep</title><summary type='text'>i am on the way to see the sheep. and its minders, on a farm 40 minute train ride from brussels south. the window moves past showing large fields of green small squat tight houses sometimes alone. cows lie upon eachother and separate. this land was the one we should have walked in. the area looks like a place we may have traversed without so much urbanity. now is, travelling south towards the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/2288913154275475672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=2288913154275475672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/2288913154275475672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/2288913154275475672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/train-to-hezele-greeting-sheep.html' title='train to hezele - greeting the sheep'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-4632295618628342827</id><published>2007-11-03T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T05:42:42.531+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='souls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transmigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brussels'/><title type='text'>belgium and the wide path</title><summary type='text'>i am in brussels. investigating nomadic structures and i think the nature of change. well, that is how i see it all anyways for me. the change to be undergone here is quite specific but a few fold. first i am to see whether i can embody the soul of a sheep. second i will see what effect living/being with a sheep will have for me and it over period of time. third is an upskill that traverses a few</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/4632295618628342827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=4632295618628342827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4632295618628342827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/4632295618628342827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/11/belgium-and-wide-path.html' title='belgium and the wide path'/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-6494910878471055558</id><published>2007-08-11T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:43.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> China International Tea AssociationFounded on 17 September 2000 by Lo Heng Kong, composed of core members from Chun Yu Fong Tea Culture Study Institution. The Association is a non-profit organization with objectives of studying and promoting Chinese tea of art. Here are some photos of their visit to 'The Book' on a balmy 'Tap Seac' night....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/6494910878471055558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=6494910878471055558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/6494910878471055558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/6494910878471055558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/08/china-international-tea-association.html' title=''/><author><name>DaVa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13198032586146337080</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='05655672449142984163'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/Rr2suSonW5I/AAAAAAAAABM/yzT1UN1HKYY/s72-c/tea+dude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-5718545256063985674</id><published>2007-08-09T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:21:43.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/5718545256063985674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=5718545256063985674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/5718545256063985674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/5718545256063985674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Alex ben Mayor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103573392015042073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00265652590777503281'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Njg9-Sznx5w/Rz-cslVjFYI/AAAAAAAAAD4/ZjoX6giqHlg/s72-c/Boy+with+Book.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5633348329993251245.post-7771734341470208447</id><published>2007-08-09T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:54:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Deluge</title><summary type='text'>Macau so far has been at times enlightening, maddening, pungent, hilarious, a steep learning curve, nail biting, tired-eyed smiles, private battles, public battles, amazement at the creations of others, chance meetings, long songs, dancing under lights, screaming into the rains, sacrificial offerings, small flowers of the meetings of cultures, a crash course in Cantonese and always always the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/feeds/7771734341470208447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5633348329993251245&amp;postID=7771734341470208447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7771734341470208447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5633348329993251245/posts/default/7771734341470208447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://welltheatre.blogspot.com/2007/08/great-deluge.html' title='The Great Deluge'/><author><name>Alex ben Mayor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15103573392015042073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00265652590777503281'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>