Berättelser från labyrinten at Maskspel

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I början kändes det lite konstigt, men det tog inte lång tid föränn man levde sig in i sin roll. Det var riktigt kul, speciellt när det kom en massa utomstående.

Det enda riktigt frustrerande var att vissa verkade övertygade om att vi skulle hitta något, och vi sprang runt och letade efter saker, när det mer handlade om att vi skulle hitta vår roll. Var något om “hemliga rum och människor” som satte folk i den stämningen. Det som var roligast var när man väl hade triggat igång varandra och lärt känna varandras roller mer eller mindre. Det blev ett slags stirrigt barnkalas, och jag märkte att mitt kroppsspråk förändrades helt, utan att jag alls tänkte på det.

Återkallningen gick inget vidare och gav inga nämndvärda upplevelser, men ska göra lite nya försök i veckan.

Max George

Jag skulle in i labyrinen, det kunde med andra ord inte vara mer spännande. Har hört att det ska finnas utbredda tunnlar under gamla stan (en klasskamrat gömmer sin sprit där), så jag antog att det var de som skulle utforskas. Ner i världens konstigaste affär bar det i alla fall av. Saker som ingen kan tänkas vilja ha överallt, små trånga rum med polska böcker om påven och lampor utan skärmar. jag får spela kula med en skummis och göra avslappningsövningar.

Tre och tre får vi bege oss in till ett gäng tedrickande dagisbarn som
sminkar oss. Jag vet inte hur jag ska förhålla mig till ungarna…Är det meningen att jag också ska vara ett barn? Jag sitter mäst bara och fnissar och känner mig dum när de går på om godisfabriker och dagisfröknar.

Vi leds in i ett rum med en spegelnisch(hur i hellvete stavas nisch?) och med små hemliga känn efter luckor i väggarna. Det hela är klart ovärkligt. Inget antikvariat jag varit inne i tidigare har haft ett sådant ruym…Jag ställer mig på en pall och tittar in i spegelnischen. Jag ser ut som dagisbarnen och anntar att jag är ett av dem nu.

I ett nytt rum får vi gå igenom lekens regler. För att kunna nå in i labyrinten måste vi locka fram barnet. Som barn ska vi ut i labyrinten och upptäcka hemligheter och sanningar. Mystiska personer och hemliga dörrar. Vi får inte tala utan måste annvända oss utav en gossedjurshund som tolk. Vi får heller inte korsa de vita linjerna, det är mycket viktigt. När vi tröttnar ska vi kramas och sedan gå därifrån tillsammans.

Adrian

The biggest impression i had of the evening was not thinking in words, and not being aware of thinking, just feeling very present and spontaneous. And things just happened and passed without me trying to put a story or meaning onto them at the time.

I think that as the night went on i felt younger and younger until i felt no age at all and also my awareness became less and less verbal until by the end i felt resistance to speaking again and breaking the spell.

It was really so exciting to let go of my idea of myself and to stop feeling responsible and to be curious without being questioning and to feel things and let them pass. I remember laughing in a way that i haven’t laughed for a long time and it felt like it came from really deep in me.

I felt well ‘prepared’ by the time we went outside. I think it helped me to feel childish when i didn’t understand some of the things that were being said when we were in the cellars, perhaps because i switched that logical, language, analytical bit of my mind off. I think in ‘normal’ life i spend a lot of time analysing what is happening in a situation and stopping myself from acting. I was happy, though, that i understood what was said about when we would go outside. Though I noticed that by the time we were standing in front of the mirror i had resistance to listening to the instructions because i already had a child’s attention span. Teddy was really pleased that the others were told to look after him and i was pleased that he felt safe. I liked that the way we were led through the the cellars and to all these different areas and people. It felt labyrinthine - disorientating and mysterious. And the way people spoke to us made me feel playful and safe enough to let go.

I really liked being with my friends when we first went out. It felt like we were really young and experiencing things for the first time together. In the playground it seemed like all the other children were older. i hit my head and started to cry and i felt better when one of the older children comforted me. I remember meeting someone through the playground window called Thanks a Million who taught me how to do something which i now know is spitting.

By the time we left the playground i felt less like i had to be with ‘my’ friends, but just to be around everyone else. And i think soon after we left the playground i stopped feeling like a child and started feeling a bit wilder. I think that after i had spent some time investigating the surroundings and things i started to feel more curious about other people. And it felt very different to how i normally relate to people. I didn’t have lots of complicated feelings. I remember making someone fall over, and i wanted her not to be hurt but i didn’t really care whether it was my fault or not, and i didn’t feel worried that she wouldn’t like me anymore.

I think by the end i was feeling quite indestructable and i was a bit reluctant to let go of it. And now, since that evening i definetely find it easier to have those child eyes, though i think it needs to be done regularly to keep the state easy to access. It’s not so easy to stay in that state on my own because i don’t feel as safe. It was easier and much more fun doing it with other people, and with our different faces on. I think it might have helped that it was late at night too.

I’m really, really glad that i came.

Laura

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