on nights and horses
I got this white embroidered cotton sheet with a postcard of castle “hof ter saxen” on my table.
I could comment that the package he sent me is an art piece an sich.
But that wouldn’t be fair to his proposal.
Does it say something about the lords, or about the actual owners.
Anyway, Geert Saman will be our Lord the 12th of September, and for the duration of the show.
Meanwhile i’ll have to fill the gap between nights and horses, between sleep and lords, between dreams and power, between appearance and essence.