The place as a space moves into my body and becomes a part of it. This is an un-reversible process. To flow, to flee into a space, to mimic, to appropriate and partially assimilate. The space is eventually left and abandoned and still the space lives on inside of me as memory, experience, new stories and fantasies. The process goes on regardless if the space is self-organized or governed but there is a difference, in a governed space the actual structure and system of the space seem to move in to my body rather than the informal and random meetings of a vague space and in this case a particular “terrain vague” in Västra Frölunda.
the connection between my body and the space as an invisible thread that
continue to exist between me, people, plants, animals and material.