In “Sorcery” air is the main subject and object of ritualistic exploration and manipulation. The invisible and imperceptible, is a vital substance. It becomes palpable through practices of air-experiencing and
air-design. The atmo-spheres evoked become transient fields, phenomena and formations of glorification, fear and nostalgia.

It was fascinating and eerie to hear it move in.
It built slowly – some distant hissing and rumbling.
Then it became urgent, resonant and insistent howling.
It rose in a crescendo and then WHOOOOOOOOOSHHHhhhhhh…
It was over.
Complete cathedral silence.
I was breathless.
I don’t recall seeing clouds move so quickly.
Could you feel when I was blowing at you?