Exciting times are lying ahead, onwards I go. Time for a bit of a walk I’ve come to realize, time to go and see what I find on the road. Soon I’ll be heading out for a bit of a stroll, a 400km stroll that is, and perhaps even further. The plan is to follow one of the ‘Camino de Santiago’ routes through France to the border town of St Jean Pied de Port, where I’ll either cross into Spain, or head back, but that part remains undecided and vague, as it should I reckon.
The idea behind this ‘stroll’ is of course to develop ‘Nowhereville’ further, and also possibly to start a new project – which might take the form of a travelling diary, and contain portraits (and short profiles?) of people I meet ‘out there’. These are the main drives for this wandering, but also there’s the need for reflection, for some perspective on a life that’s become excruciatingly, and painfully stale lately. Maybe it’s all about reinvention, yes, that might just be it… I can’t really put my finger on it, but all I know is that this needs to happen, the drive towards open space is overwhelming, and I have no choice but to heed this longing, it simply feels too right to ignore.
So yes, I might be off the grid for some time as I want this to be as ‘old school’ as possible – no internet, no phone, bare minimum technology. But no worries, I’m not planning on doing a ‘Into the Wild’! Nah, it’s not nearly as dramatic as all that, it’s just that I would like to travel as light as possible, if that makes any kind of sense whatsoever. But yes, I probably wouldn’t be able to withstand the lure of the net for any appreciable amount of time, so in all likelihood I’ll be posting as and when I can on route.
Right, so catch Y’all soon then!
– Btw, my online solo exhibition (Street Song) which I previously mentioned went live today, so check it out! http://www.entopicgroup.com/paginas/i-1.html (just click on my name right at the top of ‘Solo shows’)
* Jules: I’ll just walk the earth.
Vincent: What’cha mean walk the earth?
Jules: You know, walk the earth, meet people… get into adventures. Like Caine from “Kung Fu.”
– Pulp Fiction
If I close my eyes I can smell your perfume
you look and say, “Hi baby”
If I close my eyes pictures from China
still hang from the wall
I hear the dog bark I turn and say
“What were you saying?”
I picture you in the red chair
inside the pale room
Dreamin’, I’m always dreamin’
– Lou Reed
Next post, some new ‘Nowhereville’. And still the dream lingers, stubborn to the very end…as all dreams should do. Intangible and flimsy, maybe. Sturdy and soaking with possibility, certainly.