He puts his ear to the ground.
He can hear the generations sigh from deep below.
He can hear the armies tramp the grounds of Europe
He hears whispers about magnificent kings and burned fields.
In the wilds of Jutland, the peat bogs ptreserve their dark secrets. Here the bodies of transgressors, strangled and throats slit, were unceremoniously dumped in to the dark waters. The lack of oxygen and the high acidic content have preserved the bodily remains mores skilfully than the ancient Egyptian embalmers of the same era. Expressive faces contorted, hair and clothing preserved, you can easily imagine that these hapless corpses were dispatched yesterday and not over 2000 years ago!
Through a slow and entrancing solo performance we experience what could be termed archaeology in slow-motion as he descends from modern man metropol man in to a soil encrusted tomb. Enjoy this little video clip of the performance on line here.
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