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The ‘small things’ always had my fascination.

The blue chewing gum trampled on a grey pavement, the subtle modulation of mothers’ voice.

In music, these small things by interpretation and feeling are also of big importance.

They give ‘duende’, sense.

These elements I find in the earthy, older West-African music.

The flush, old wisdom combined with the twinkling dialogue of instruments and voices, stimulates me to find equal images.

CARDBOARD

In front of the cathedral of St. Denis sits an old gypsy woman. She is begging.

Under her bum she laid a cardboard to keep away the cold which raises from the pavement.

Later on, in the exotic quarter of Belleville, a black Senegalese man spreads his kitsch-jewellery and other trash on, yes, a cardboard.

In the evening the telly shows people of the Occupy-movement in Wall Street, holding cardboards above their heads, protesting against greediness.

In the next item we are in the main railway-station in Athena. A young man in a wheel-chair has a cardboard on his knees with the words: I AM HUNGRY.

Recapitulation: used cardboard is a multi-proposal item.

That counts for me too.