quick thought for a mountain performance…

Soon, we will have to do it.

To climb the mountains surrounding us.

Whose greatness seemed overwhelming in the beginning of our stay here.

Oh, how we would have liked to jump on them right away, not so much to conquer as to dive into them, to be embraced by their ancient calm natural generosity.

This first impulse remained unexecuted, for different reasons and mainly weak excuses. We still talked about them with desire in our voices, but nobody managed to make up an efficient plan.

The non-plan developed towards not more than an ever present sense of a tempting promise, never fulfilled.

And as time went by, it got to the point of being an annoying tiresome obligation, one of the tasks to be done before leaving our tiny valley and going back home.

This evolution in our relation to the mountains, affected our perception of them drastically.

Where initially we regarded them as immense divine statures, this image shifted towards a sublime but nevertheless 2dimensional painting from some other time,

and ended up being a vague uninspiring idea about these mountains as our physically equal fellows, not more and not less than a simple daily reality that still needs to be confronted from nearby.

Or: how beauty became duty.

(this is an invitation…..Sarah)