(Excursion Day02 + Set-up Day01 + Aynslee's Symposium)

(Chiara)

(Exquisite Corpse) We got into the bus; there was a HUGE spider hanging off the back of the seat. It kept dangling between my legs then would scurry back up. So, I unzipped my pants and put it inside. I felt it pulsating; it was stimulating. My heart sinking; those words made my blood boil. They are not allowed a private beach party! I wanted to throw them out to the sea—out to the fish, or maybe throw them to the cow in its pasture. Gliding through pastures in a fancy tour b

Scaling walls; hunting mud; seeking horses; breaking bread

Rain Day It poured rain the entire day. We huddled in our rooms, worked in the studio, wrote in journals and on computers; Maggie camped out in the theatre drinking tea. We met at 5:00pm for artist talks (which were GREAT!). Some people escaped at 7 for a walk after the rain stopped. Then we ate our weight in pasta. Now you know everything that happened on May 16th, 2026.

(Chiara) Here, while I was walking, I felt a snow memory. There isn't any snow. I can't tell if the memory is mine or if it's the mountain's memory. I feel it in the glacial air, which contains ice particles. I feel it in my overheated body after the climb, in contrast with the cold air, so maybe the memory is all mine, because it brings me back to when I was a child. We went skiing and the feeling was the same: the body was heated by the warm clothes and the movement. Only m

(Irene) “It was a good day for it, sunny and warm, the sky a crisp blue, clouds doing their best to look picturesque and fluffy. We set off, full of camaraderie and beautiful minds. Our destination the village of Farsa, across the bay. Our mission, to search for threshing floors. (More on that later). We drove around the Koutavos lagoon to the other side of the bridge, (it’s a causeway) and past the town Cemetry, Drapano. In the old days in Argostoli, a euphemism for dying wa

(Aynslee and Katie) This morning began with reclaim- everything begins with reclaim… Katie and I (mainly Katie) carried a larger discarded tarp back to the house so we could spread out the growing amount of slip collecting in buckets over the past few days. Together we poured the thick clay across the surface, flattening and evening it out with our hands so it could settle consistently beneath the heat. The process took nearly an hour- repetitive and physical. Reclaiming cl

(Cristina) 第三天在凯法利尼亚，热，到处都是不知道名字的盛开的花，很多蜥蜴，很多猫，还有汪汪叫的狗，还有蛇。车很忙碌，很快，路不宽，几乎看不到走路的人。作为一个外来者，想要挤出一些微笑表达友好，可能别人读不到这是微笑，恐怕笑看起来像怪物，真想找个镜子默默地看着自己。 第三天，皮肤开始灼伤，我喜欢也熟悉这种感觉。在烫得快冒烟的柏油马路上，汽车尾气伴随着鸟叫声，有时候甚至是燕子的叫声，舒服。 可能是我真的想家了，一个很久很久没回去，也不可能再回去的“家”。那个童年里长着半人高的芦苇，各种紫茄子、麻桑、麻雀菜的地方。我居然在希腊的岛上，看到了很多相似的野草、野花、鸟，野菜也都这么熟悉。也许是我的记忆出现了偏差。我不知道。 艺术？对，我是来创作的。什么是创作，一个叫地衣也叫 lichen 的东西吗？我说我在老家的前院看到了很多黑色的、白色的，可能还有绿色的地衣，这个岛上也有。我是真的看到过吗？记忆开始模糊。 我说，不要把我的情绪投射到别的物质上。可我在炎热的街上行走，鞋底快要融化的时候，瞥见昨天雨后还大片大片、厚厚的橙色 lichen，今天也在

(Tom, Matt, Maggie, Chiara) Maggie inserted the endoscope into the Interior Live Oak. The rest of us crowded around. It was our first moment of co-creation on the slopes of Mt. Ainos, an icebreaker of sorts en route to an old monastery. “It felt tender,” Maggie says. From then on, we were primed for further collaboration as our hike continued. The spirit of a horse overtook us. Matt whinnied softly, and the threshold was broken. Inside threshing circles, straddling ce

(Xstine Cook @Face) Honour the search, the seeking. Maintain positivity toward inquiry and experimentation. Ignore the mind surging “self-indulgent.“ Keep sacred space in the search for meaning. Every failed experiment is a new pathway of discovery. Umbilicus Primal wound separation / birth beginning / end

(Kurtis) Today was a steady accumulation of both food and participants: every meal there were more people and more discussion. Already thinking and ideas for making are unfolding. The field school is inspired by The Animal That Therefore I Am by Jacques Derrida. Derrida’s text begins with a simple but destabilizing scene: being seen naked by an animal. Not observing, but being exposed—caught before one can frame, name, or justify. As we move through the environs of Kefalonia,