a soft armour I threw a simple idea in the air. To walk from my house in Amsterdam to the Nomadic Village 2013 in the south of France and invite people to support me in any way they like and symbolically walk with me. Choose a day, give me something to walk with and in
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Death tho Those Who do not Rock and the Secret of the Nomadic Village
Here’s a story for you. A true story. Maybe you know it already. But it is always nice to hear it again.One day, in the summer of 2013, when we were still building our temporary homes in the Nomadic Village, the nomads went to the recycle center ...
Day 40. Walking with my mother & father
The end and the beginning. I had feared this day. But only in the last couple of days, because for a long time there had been no end and no beginning apart from the beginning and the ending of the day.I had been enclosed in the day, lived the day like ...
Day 38. Walking with Monique Besten
I celebrate today in the company of a mountain. We changed colours this morning. I felt softer. He looked tougher than he did yesterday. He didn't move, so I stayed too. I came closer even. And thought about leaving by staying, moving by only closing y...
Day 27. Walking with Sylvia de Hartog
The day started with a song. It was a song I knew, I could hear it somewhere in the back of my mind but I no longer knew the proper melody. Sylvia, who had given me the song to spend the day with, used to sing it a lot when she was a kid. It was her fa...
Day 26. Walking with Amanda Young
It gets harder. The excitement of dealing with the difficulties isn't over but I am getting tired. So much is happening every day. In the beginning the experience of spending a cold night under a raincoat in a cornfield was something I enjoyed be...
Day 25. Walking with Yomayra Puentes
Today is a special day. There are two conjunctions in the sky and I will pass the two hours after sunset trying to see them. There is a conjunction of Moon and Venus, the Moon passing within about half of a degree from the planet of Venus in the early ...
Day 21. Walking with Peggy and a dog named Misha Mengelberg
Vezelay in the morning. I found myself to be a tourist attraction. People took photos of me. A real pilgrim! People smiled at me. I felt awkward. I am not a pilgrim.Pilgrim is a word.I remembered my walks in Sweden. An art project in May this year, I w...
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“We walk, then we are” – Grand Tour
In this text I reflect on certain characteristics of walking in a group, as a result of my research in the Grand Tour project. I develop concepts such as compass, time for nothing or ephemeral and nomadic community. Source: “We walk, then we are” – Grand Tour
• Avian Humanoids
Avian Humanoids, a production by composer, producer, and performer Evelien van den Broek, is a soundwalk that transports you to the world of mythological creatures, uncanny sounds, and musical fantasies. You walk from tree to tree, to five unique trees in Oosterpark, Amsterdam (NL). As soon as you stand beneath them, the tree comes to life, and you hear the rustling of leaves and the fluttering of wings. This isn’t just any park; these aren’t just any trees. Here live the Avian Humanoids. Part human, part bird. In their tree, they begin to sing. As they sit above you and fly around you, you listen to their song.
Mars door Amsterdam
Unwary pedestrians, tram passengers, and motorists look on in surprise when they see a spectacle rolling through the center of Amsterdam. In the “March through Amsterdam” that took place on Friday, December 6, 1963, but the march did not have a demonstrative character; it is nothing more than a formation of six gentlemen who are apparently deliberately following a route.
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