I come slowly into the room with a cutted plastic-shadow of my body, it is taped on under my feet. If I go forwards to the audience my body is erect and I can‘t see the shadow behind me. In front of the audience I stop and move backwards. While I can see the shadow I go into these postures the shadow shows me. This changes with every single step until I reach the wall behind me. From here I go forwards again and step by step I get a straight body position

So I walk a few times forwards erect and backwards in this twisted postures. At the same time I move through the room to the wall opposite the door where I came in.

There I find a scissor and now I start to cut away parts of the shadow approximately from top to bottom (hands, arms, head, upper body, legs). I adjust my postures to the shadow.

After cutting the last part of the shadow I fall down on the floor.

Since my birth my body has always a shadow in the light.

This shadow follows me all the time.

But since my birth my soul also has got shadows from the experience of life.

I can‘t see these shadows but feel them.

Sometimes.

Sometimes the soul-shadow is stronger than me

and I have to follow it.

Or follow him?

Maybe he is a living thing?