Tereza Stehlikova: Artistic research into sensory perception & embodiment
A cross-disciplinary art/science/philosophy symposium, exploring ways of re-imagining our relationship with our mental and physical environment, born of the pressing need to change our habits to protect our habitat. DATE: Thursday, 1 December 2022, 10:30 – 18:30 CET, Friday 2nd December 10.30 – 13.30 PLACE: Technologické centrum UMPRUM Mikulandská 134/5 Mikulandská 110 00 Praha 1 & ONLINE... Continue Reading →
DATES: SATURDAY sessions, 30th April 2022 – 21st May, 9.30 am – 11.00 am GMT or SUNDAY sessions, 1st May – 22nd May, 5 pm – 6.30 am GMT Where: ZOOM This workshop is aimed at artists, researchers, thinkers, makers, people who are curious to find a new way of relating to their everyday environment,... Continue Reading →
Cave of the Nymphs High at the head a branching olive grows, And crowns the pointed cliffs with shady boughs. A cavern pleasant, though involv'd in night, Beneath it lies, the Naiades delight. Where bowls and urns, of workmanship divine, And massy beams in native marble shine; On which the Nymphs amazing webs display, Of... Continue Reading →
Bees of the Invisible – Awakening of a Place (Part 2) By Václav Cílek That time under Silbury I begun (for myself only) to compose the ‘pilgrim’s rules’. I finished them two years later amongst the Elbe sandstone, then forgot. Here they are – and they do not want to be taken too seriously, because... Continue Reading →
Railtracks is a collaboration between John Berger and Anne Michaels, two writers of remarkable achievement. Their sensual and exploratory dialogue is accompanied by my own photographs, documenting a journey by narrow gauge train through the winter landscapes of Southern Bohemia, which I took on the day of a winter solstice, in 2007. J. The whistle,... Continue Reading →
"If you look at the map of Europe, you will see in its north-western corner lying just under the Arctic circle a large island..." William Morris From William Morris's Icelandic Journal Tuesday 18th July 1871 …Still down, and the hills get lower now; I note here our riding over huge waste of black sand all... Continue Reading →
Cinesthetic feasts 