BLITZ Festival

BLITZ’s roots are growing and he feels the tickling of the grass. He askes himself: “What are my connections to the ground from which I am growing wider? How far can my roots reach? Who else is being touched by my grass blades?”. He’s contemplating on diverse ideas of society, cultural community, fellowship, human nature. He wants to know where and whom he’s with. He looks down on earth, ears straining, as he wonders: “Is she still breathing?”. From the ground dark and unknown languages emerge, wild unplanned weed arise. In between, soft blades of grass: silent ode to tiny, almost imperceptible sensations and things which easily escape, while they might be signs along the way.