For me...

...Benares was a time of freedom. I walked the streets thinking of the river, the waters dreams...the gulleys were like images from an old book. The walls full of abstract collisions, the paths made of stone. The boats were colourful. I looked onto them like they were my friends floating on timeless waters. The river moved north just for that seven kilometers. A significance of death moving to life. I spent my most wonderful times in Benares monkeying around in a black bear costume, sometimes a white bird costume. We (Baba Kalero and me) shot the fictional film "Archaeology of mind" in Benares. It never got made. But there is a music video which he cut out of the footage and a title sequence for the film. Times were precious. I would never imagine I'd miss them so badly. 2010 was the best year of my life. I lived every day in fullness. I experienced the wonderful smells, the sights and the sounds of Benares in every second. Every second was fresh with perspective. My eyes were wide open to receive everything. They were only observers of this phenomenal monster. I visited the burning ghats everyday to see the bodies burn. Everyday I saw something new. The heads being pushed in to the fire, the legs falling apart and then being picked up and shoved into the burning flames. I saw life and death. Side by side. Like friends. They stood next to each other hand in hand. I would never imagine that this dream-like existence would be cut short suddenly. I lost everything. Now I am just living off a memory like a body with no soul.