darko.stojanovski
Quarantine comforting thoughts XV
From the last village to another, we made only one stop in Struga. Traveling with the music of Nik Bärtsch and Ronin, from one ‘Modul’ to another, trough “Randori”, “Stoa” and “Awase” we felt like we are spreading our wings again. The music delivered to us fascinating black and white and colourful grey areas that are neither fast, slow, happy or somber. Images, thoughts, conversations, messages and downbeats were in constant shift from moving our heads forwards and backwards till taping our feet, making this pleasant journey to the village of Vevčani a wonderful and remembering one.
Getting as wise as simple it could be, the lights and shades transform rhythms in sophisticated execution of the length of time, as wise as simple turn, flip or slide, the shape still has the same size, area, angles and line lengths.
Quarantine comforting thoughts XV
From the last village to another, we made only one stop in Struga. Traveling with the music of Nik Bärtsch and Ronin, from one ‘Modul’ to another, trough “Randori”, “Stoa” and “Awase” we felt like we are spreading our wings again. The music delivered to us fascinating black and white and colourful grey areas that are neither fast, slow, happy or somber. Images, thoughts, conversations, messages and downbeats were in constant shift from moving our heads forwards and backwards till taping our feet, making this pleasant journey to the village of Vevčani a wonderful and remembering one.
Getting as wise as simple it could be, the lights and shades transform rhythms in sophisticated execution of the length of time, as wise as simple turn, flip or slide, the shape still has the same size, area, angles and line lengths.