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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Dream Chain Real Mud
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Lawnmower and equinox
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Nest
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Nest
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Nest
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You can leave
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You can leave


Pasatiempos cábala extra vacaciones

Running away from the city I came to be isolated at the family house where I used to live. It’s been many years since the last time I was in this place for so long. My mother bought a hobby magazine some years ago, just in case. I used to get sick often so she thought it was a good idea. I found the magazine by chance. Pasatiempos cábala extra vacaciones (Hobbies kabbalah extra holiday) describe at a glance what I am doing this days to chill out: playing games like esoteric rituals in a unexpectedly extra vacation time.

In these games I mix different substances and materials that I find around the house and in the backyard such as mud, stones, flowers or sticks. Through these rituals I have accessed the emotional tone of my childhood. It’s a kind of autonalytic activity, a satisfying one. I can see myself as a kid mixing up any random liquids, kneading doughs, enjoying the textures... I also remember boredom as the most fatal feeling. My concentration in the game/ritual led me to fantasy and still does.

I have made some magical objects from these moments of joy.