FRIEDERIKE CAROLINE BACHMANN

Inspiration
What we cannot think, we cannot say.
say. But in systems, however encrypted
we create that which we cannot think, in image, music or even
image, music or even poetry. In painting, drawing and
word that which is physically stuck in the tissues and veins of my body.
and veins of my body. First experienced,
then stuck. It is the unthinkable that makes me
not only makes me clumsy, but also makes me tight. There
only breathing can help, inspiration becomes creation and is the
the umbilical cord to freedom.
Text from 'streams of consciousness' FC Bachmann