In the Beginning and the End was the Word
Swivelling round a maypole, skids are guided by the yarn of fine threads into a circular, spiral endoscopic motion, penetrating the depths of millennia, every step leaping over centuries and diving in the bowels of time in order to decipher the disk of Phaestos. this primeval plate becomes the collective consciousness that attracts helical movements back and forth into yesterday and today, an esoteric dive in each individual psyche, which is redefined through the revelation of symbols. Every revelation gets together opposite forces, the lust and the fear of the unknown, the passion for life itself, as it spins the thread of writing, weaving the magical voyage to knowledge, the play with letters and syllables: In the beginning and the end was the word, the string and the sign piloting in the universe of the visible and the invisible.