How to arrive in a new city?
To make a territory?
How to enter into all the processes of that place?
How to make home there?
How to tune-in?
Homing-in?
I attached myself to a broken fountain with a red string.
Wrapped the string around my head with objects from the square, until I was blinded.
I picked up four large stones and began to walk backwards on the fountain ledge, until I couldn’t hold the stones any longer
The performance took place at Námestie Slobody, Bratislava.
