caves
2023


performance and documentation in collaboration with a friend (who wishes to remain anonymous)

I was staying on the beach on this island, and every morning I would clamber up this mountain. They way up was dotted with small caves and completely overtaken by goats (and a few sheep). There were no people up there. Just goats. They were super surprised to see me. I spent a lot of time in that place, which I came to refer to as “the goatlands.” I would nestle my body into the rocks inside a different formation each visit, and I would lay there making sounds that resonated my body with the rocks in a way that was healing. One day I had a vision of other people being in the other caves at the same time as I was in my cave, each doing our own thing. My friend who was hosting me said she could invite some people to try it out. I prepared a path, marking it at regular intervals with pink fabric scraps. My friend and I prepared 6 caves for prepared for an evening of non-goat habitation. I made some props becuase I love a costume. We formed a procession up the mountain and undertook our simultaneous meditation in 6 caves. Then we returned to the beach at sunset for a shared meal and a swim in the sea.  

Updated 25.12.25