viernes, 13 de agosto de 2010

The beginning of our mission


Amina Saurio confronted the bead soldiers and their powerful army of colours. Despite playing her magical double-bass strings to make them speak the truth, they provided no information of use about Gadoman.



Txulas spoke with the wind and the icy waters of Greenland. They almost froze his heart when wishing him luck on his mission to find our friend.



The Marqués de Padilla, prepared a potion with the twigs, bushes and moss of Veliko Turnovo Land to release any trace of Gadoman from the surroundings of the town.



A butterfly at rest on a windowsill in Sweden thought to have seen Gadoman further North, but was unable to accompany Homero in his journey. The area is full of the butterfly´s natural enemies.



Matilde Colinas decided to go where she felt the cliffs of her visions were located: the North of Scotland. Again and again, she believed to see him fly over her head from rock to rock...from cliff to cliff...But he was nowhere to be seen...






Cirilo Montesinos ended up asking the birds in Mongolia where Gadoman could be...No clear answers were given, only a warm feeling in his chest...

miércoles, 4 de agosto de 2010

Searching for Gadoman



After thinking for a while, we decided to take advice from our good friend and oracle, Sanamig. We asked her where in the world Gadoman could have flown away to. I placed her with my hand on a globe, and she told us to fall into a deep sleep. The path to him would reveal itself in our dreams...




First Vision: Beads.


Second Vision: One of my father´s drawings. Two bridges in Borrowdale.


Third Vision: A painting by R N Clarke. Trees in Brindley Heath.



Fourth Vision: A field of heather.


Fifth and sixth Vision: Cliffs.





The last vision I have is of this fruit tree I can´t really identify...MMMMM...What on earth is Gadoman up to??? Is the clue in the fruit???