leaving desert behind/I FLY

I asked people if they recognized “I fly” written with BIG i and f and y respectively left and right from I. Some did and some did not.

Yesterday, I went to the Migros Museum. There, they suggested some materials and a theme. And a sub-theme, something like leaving something behind or something. And something new coming. At first, I didn’t know what to do. Then, through various things, for example, I saw a small mirror in a different shape, but she didn’t want to give it to me. Instead, she suggested this round one to me. I thought she needed the round one anyway. Apparently not. And that triggered thought processes and memories in me, and something else. And then it finally turned into a creative process. And a woman brought along lots of these figures, little figurines. And without knowing why, because they fascinated me, I chose these figurines. And I put little flowers in this shoe as decoration. I didn’t know what for yet. And they ended up serving a purpose.

And so, after a long process, this is what emerged. There is a mirror with the word ‘soul’ (Seele) written on it. So that is my soul. It is a mirror lying on the earth, but reflecting the sky. And underneath it says ‘desert’ (Wüste) so that people understand. And somehow I wanted to use language as well. It is an almost holistic work of art, so to speak. The only thing missing is music or sound. And at the top is what people didn’t understand and then said, ‘Ah yes, when you say that, it makes sense!’ One woman said, ‘That’s genius! I fly!’ Meaning brilliant, how I put it in the picture. (I) fIy.
Because I needed ‘l’ , but it had to be in the middle. But I had “I” and ‘fly’ consists of three letters. And so I understood that I would do it that way. And the little figures, they are all me, on the road. And I leave the desert behind me, so to speak, in keeping with the theme, and go upwards. And I fly.
And an Italian woman sitting next to me said that she didn’t see the lower part at all because, while I was doing it, she often looked at what I was doing. Apparently, she said, she only saw these blue wings at the top because she said, ‘It is so angelic and I thought – it is YOU’. So, that the light-blue/the wings above were so angelic and she thought it was me. Without knowing me. That made me feel very good.
And then I walked home a long way, through Langstrasse too. And people looked at what I was carrying with curiosity. And many men apparently… So it made me feel so… I wasn’t feeling well before, but after that I felt so disengaged, so genuinely happy, but not sharply emotional, but as if angelically happy, so loosened.. Yes, happy, but not emotionally intense, rather otherwise. And apparently I looked so beautiful. Not just this 3D image. Many men looked, some turned around, even Swiss men apparently (Swiss men are another specie – they are so frozen usually). And a black man really approached me starting to talk to me. The white men didn’t dare, but one really turned around because I stopped next to this black man, it was too hot, I didn’t have the strength to turn him away somehow. Then I talked to him and that’s why I saw that the man, the white man who was passing by, turned around and stared at me and stuff. So yes, I was very… this process does so much for healing the soul, but it has to be done regularly and often, because otherwise it doesn’t work for very long.
Now I’ve hung it up at my place. Oh, it’s really beautiful. I don’t consider it art, but rather therapeutic art. But I don’t know, maybe it is art.
And then I found this cardboard there and attached paper to it, because otherwise it wouldn’t work.
Yes, and did you understand ‘I fly’ without my explanation that it’s ‘I fly’? Meaning – that it’s written on it. Or not?
I wonder. 🌈 SEE SLIDESHOW ABOVE 🪽