In a dilapidated greenhouse on the Dutch Velder Estate I built an installation. In about 30 performances of 30 minutes, inspired by so-called lost and found objects, I told anecdotes on the presumed owners of these objects. But the monologue was also about the non-existing but nevertheless bulky catalogue on my body of work called '(It) all works' by YeahRight Publishing House, and about a floating concert piano, a Parisian fur coat, breaking twigs that sound like a crackling wood fire and the desire to be able to move forward as well as backwards through time. In the semi-darkness all objects were hung in a magically lit carousel, myself included. The spinning interior became a melancholic feast in the forest.
Host: Circo Circolo - the Dutch-Belgian festival for contemporary circus.