It will be twenty-seven years ago, that my father passed away. That evening I heard birds singing, as loud as they did during my father’s short sickbed of only six weeks. They were the first weeks of spring, in the year 1992. It was mid May, when we experienced our…

As I went to see or rather, experience, the VR presentation of RISING by Marina Abramovic at EyeFilmmuseum, I didn’t know what to expect. I must say, I’m a fan when it comes to VR, I truly love to look around, wander in a universe not known to me, for…