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Jumping Rope
om Ons heen
Frame om Ons heen
Tufting Together
Touch, fold, touch, touch
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.......I was sitting on the couch

.................and felt something sharp ......................poking in my thigh.
.......When I grabbed it, I saw it was glossy and sleek yet grainy and cold.
.........I stood up and threw it in the ............................................garbage.
It left a mark on my skin, dots buried in my leg following a round shape.
My fingertips followed the dented dots.
It felt tingly but relieving to stroke.
When I sat down again, I didn’t know what te fuck was coming over me. Ultimate comfort.
Just me and a soft formless comfy cloud.
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Touch, hold, touch, touch
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Our body and that
A small library of habits
Wringing out a cloth
Holy cow, I'm alive!
Hoe flora gaat
Lay
2024
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In my practice I use creation through tactility and play to find the things that
make me (and maybe you) feel connected. Right now the base of my interests lie in
relationships between people and the connection to our bodies relating to their
surroundings. While making art, I feel the relationship of my body with the material very
deeply; this is a feeling a lot of people can relate to I think. I don’t want this
connection with the material to be lost when the work is finished. I want you (the
person interacting with the art) to complete the art, because in that lies one of
the biggest truths for me. In our relationships with each other we are complete,
without relations we are not much.
Also in this basic longing of connection through art, material and giving the
freedom to touch lies a deeper meaning: of giving freedom to explore and find
new small perspective changes that can bring childlike fun of exploring your
surroundings anew. Recently I’ve been to implementing little suggestions of
actions, performance and language in my works; to call on associations of little memories in
the all togetherness of being a being and lean on the quirky and funny little
moments of existence.
\How cool would it be
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....................we look at matter
see not only worth
we see
what they do to our body
we think of our memory with them
how they tasted when we put them in our mouths as kids
the ways they invite play
what they do besides their given purpose
who they are without our perception
Tanden poetsen
in meeting you I lost my need to must and now I only want
feel free to contact me at: lolaschot(at)upcmail.nl