In Vilnius, I joined a guided walk into a hidden courtyard in the old Jewish district. I would never have found it alone. There stood a statue, placed there in 1987, tucked away where memory […]
In Vilnius, I joined a guided walk into a hidden courtyard in the old Jewish district. I would never have found it alone. There stood a statue, placed there in 1987, tucked away where memory […]
As aforementioned, this spring and summer, we are combining the method of Writing (with) plants with the Flowing with Eglė – Project, where we create a new eco-myth. In this old myth, different human characters […]
Eglė let me re-member my devastated grandmother in May 1945. The day the war was over and the Red Army on their way west, she decided together with her husband to flee within a matter […]
This is a female text, a mix of an account of observations, thoughts and fragments of a fiction story-to-become on an inhabited island in the Stockholm Archipelago. This story happens on a coastline of the […]
To get things out of the way, I would like to begin my first blog with death. As integral part of, not in opposition to, life. Sweet foreshadowing of coming home, full circle. The western […]