DAY 5 & 6 - Nablus performance, with refugee campers

Nablus, Westbank. 

  Rolling marbles with the kids.

 

    a boy was waving from the little window, he was maybe 2 years old. We waved for 9-10     seconds.

    In the picture above we see posters to honor the (Palestanien) marters,  we see posters every few meters.

In the cultural centre of Nablus we worked one day with kids from the camp, where 11.000 people live on 700m2 ground. That's why the streets are so narrow (pic). 

We made music together, performed together... and suddenly you feel connection is more important then good western quality results. Hartwarming to see these kids with such openness and graditude. How relieving for us to not be busy with scoring for ourselfs, but with people.

We asked a boy on the street to get us some drinks and we give him 10 Sjekel. He came back with 5 cans and 5 Sjekel. "Here take the 5 Sjekel (1 euro)" 

But he did not know what we ment, he did not want it.

 

 My mind is used to think that people want something when they speak to you. Not here. They really just say hi, or welcome, or "what's your name". No matter how poor or rich. Offcourse there are acceptions, mostly when you walk in some touristic centre. 

It's so chaotic. Everybody just walks in and out. I'm really not used to that. I can not put my stones together, during the performance, but it's ok. It's not about results, really not. No. No problem check.

 Falafal goes in very easely, but it's difficult to get out.

Luckely that gave me time to think a little, and i had a nice idea for that night:

He speaks Arabic in my ear, and I (without any Arabic soundrecognission abbility) send it to the public. Seriously funny. Me trying to say the next text in Arabic that is.... (because my partner uses me as a puppet, a mouth)

"There are many ways to communicate. I like to speak with my heart, because it is difficult to speak with the mouth.  I don't know what i'm saying, but I trust this guy, he's ok.... he's very ok!! But i'm ok too and all of you are ok, peace!"

Where there is smoke, there is fire. But I never know what the fire is. These days we saw and heared a lot of smoke and blasts / the checkpoints for the westbank are heavy metal / the tensions in the streets are touching the hairs in my neck >  but still, that's just one reality out of many. 

(and still, I'm so thankfull for the luxurious problems in my daily life at home)

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DAY 3 - death sea and different thoughts

today we went for 240 shekkels to the death sea and back (90 euro). Great deal, we thought. After a few hours of floating around and making pictures of our mud-wrapped bodies, the same guy picked us up to bring us back. But he wanted to be paid 240 DOLLARS. After a fight with our very own little Rosalie as our front man,
we went to our hostel together to discuss the case. Because the guy from the hostel told us 240, but never mentioned dollars. In the end we all paid more then aspected, the 4 of us, the hotel owner, and even the cabdriver, because of this misunderstanding.
It again learns me about how important it is to be clear, and at first- to be clear in what you want (in order to communicate it clear) that wasn't clear at all was it?

I made my first stone statues today in Israel, also the death sea. As a preperation for tomorrow in Nablus,
where we will meet some musicians to perform together on the same evening.

My head is emty, I need to gain some sleep... I hope the cabdriver and the hostelowner have the same thought as in the picture above... (at least we can all read it).

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DAY 2 - meeting the artists, meeting the city

take a real cubic meter of air. It takes minutes, days, years or decades but the air in it wil change: Maybe there will be a trashcan in it, or a wall, or 2 humans. Everything in it will change, but not the cube itself, it stays fore-ever. As humans we can only 'borrow' space, use space. We can buy it from others, travel in it, change it by will but we can never actually OWE it. Even our bodies (which take space), we get them when we are born, but we have to give them back to the earth. 

The next question is, if we borrow space, what do we do with it, where do we focus on, what do we atrack from the world and what do we give? if we feel that we 'have' space we feel freedom and responsebility>

I spook to Mohammed today, the actor I'm going to work with and he spoke about freedom in the old city. There are so many people that have these different ideas of what is good and what not, in a very limited space, that you don't feel free to make your own choises, to have an identity. Something we in the Netherlands barely have to consiously deal with. 

In the pictures we see the wailing, or, western wall. One of the most holy places on earth. 

I'm very happy and tired from today, it's cold, 1.00 o'clock and tomorrow we go to the death sea!

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DAY 1 - arrival...

it's 2.00H and we are internetting in our hostel, in the middle of east Jeruzalem.
Strange how addicted we apparently are, to our digital apples.
So here are the statistics of today:

1 moment of stress, we had to hitchhike to the airport
0 crying babies in the airplane
1 broken luggage bag afterwards
1 very fast cabdriver, who wanted 'tax' on top of the price
6 streetcats on the way to the hostel, looked in the eyes of one.
3 macbooks (white)
4 tired artists who will meet their coworkers in the morning!

in the plane I made an important decission:
I will focus this project on the things I really want to communicate, my passions (silence and spacing),
and not on the results (or the publics oppinion.)

cheers

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Jeruzalem here we(l)come!

Are you nervous?

just 2 days for departure and i'm allready sweating...

we (that's 4 performers from the theatre academy Maastricht) will go into the world of the (for me) unnown, the world of big history and even bigger stories. I'dd better prepare a bit...

Does that mean making a blog to keep me updated?

Your right, I'dd better stop procrastinating and learn something about the jews, israelies, moslims, palestanien the history the future military the politics the landscape the fun the danger the...

Does that mean you don't know shit?

Your right and how could I? Never bin there. The media shows us 2d immages of (in my case) 33x45cm. And mostly the political negative sides. Im going there to hear see and feel some personal stories, i'm going there to give personal intensions and ideas as well.

What kind of questions are you going to ask them?

Well, let us first shake hands and see if we have simple things in common like handshaking.

Since only 7% of all our communication is verbal, i'dd first like to concentrate on our bodylenguage.

You have only 2 weeks you know?

So let me stay concentrated on the lenguage of bodies, and also materials. Bodies and materials seldom lie, like words can. I like to communicate trough those underestimated systems.

Like?

Like balancing stones on top of eachother, stones from Holland and Jeruzalem (see pics).

Like making sequences in duet about first contact (handshaking vs "hi how are you fine and you yeah fine")

What I mean by that is that I think that we trap ourselves in the way we meet in our words..

it's often so boring and so not communicative that I would like to hear that enhanced, at the same time the bodies will show the real underlaying emotions towards eachother, also enhanced offcourse.

So what exactly you want to research?

I ask this because I believe that art should always have a research stadium in order to find something new and personal.

I would like to research fysical behaviour, find detailistic bodylenguage in common or in different with me (coming from a different culture).

So if you excuse me now mr left and right brain - i'm going to pack my backpack.

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see more about the festival: http://www.alqudsunderground.net/