we got evicted

I actually thought this would not happen and when it did I thought it would be more violent and the cops would be rude
But actually they were English politeness and said sorry and are you okay darling and so on. They also commented lot about how nice it all was.. I was in such a panic and forgot all I had to do in such circumstance but it seem to be okay
After packing my things and moving stuff around I started washing the dishes. Some people came not in uniform and some looked in my eyes in apologizing way while other look down like they were a shame
I mean someone washing dishes in their home while begin evicted is a statement.

then we moved all the stuff and it was weird this lovly space full of yellow suited men with walkie talkies and on the roof also, but Anastasia instructed us and we move important stuff and i saved the blue octopus

Actually I embraced it. Of course im only here as a guest but still I think a shift, a change, a movement is always to be embraced.
Im excited to see what adventures it will bring to Anastasia and Lee Fükke but of course I think the biggest lost is for community missing Anatums Abode as a place of creative exchange.

Me and Lee Clayden another residency artist were rescued my Amanda Mandala our next street neighbor who nurtures us and took us in.

And me and Amanda had amazing goddesses day and went on adventures together. we went to woman store and pampered our selfs and then we went to the oldest occult store in history 97 year old store and what are the odds they had a book launch party of icelandic magic book and we had cheese and whine and bought oracle cards. what a weird coincident and they loved it also that a icelandic girl was there. and we had nice talk with super english old wizards and witches

Today we are having a meeting and planning next moves. It was weird to walk passed Anatums today and seeing it all barricaded.

I want to say special thanks Anastasia and Lee for inviting me to stay in Anatums.
Its been interesting diverse experience on many levels.
I made lot of work and more jet to come in form of radio. We shared amazing talks and hugs and communication and I feel we are friends for days to come.
I wish them all the best on there next moves in the world.




thought of healing


i have been staying at anatumes for 3 weeks now in residency. i came here with the idea of listening. i missed understanding everyone around me living in berlin were i still don’t speak german. it was challenging for me to live here, london felt rough for me with all its load sound on a busy street and not really lot of privacy living in community as im used to living alone but it was also healing inviting loving welcoming and challenging me to be better in communicating listening understanding my needs and needs of others finding the balance in-between and i honestly can say it grow me as a person. we also had amazing times and i made amazing friendships that will sail with me forward. and stay with me a long time. i even meet dragon sister and 2 balancing libras that give me lot to reflect on. when we are to much alone we miss company and when we are surrounded by community we miss alone time its allways this search for balance.. it was interesting for me the dialogue i had with people, i recorded lot of radio and i feel more work will happen in retrospect once im home and can refleckt on all that i experienced. i felt privlidged to have taken this journey with anatums. and been part of that family.

for radio we made jam session, talked about woman hood, we did poetry show and i documented events and sound i found on the way. we sauna we bath and we eat and hug and talk and talk.

next sunday is my last sunday in anatums.

i wanna create a event around the thought of healing. i invited the people i had most time with here in london to share with us in forms of stories dancing music poetry silence humor and knowleged. streaching ore mind and bodys together. and hopefully we can leave our self-doubt behind and give love to one another.

i have been thinking a lot about healing. i been thinking of what pain can give me and what i can learn from it and how i can be better in soul and body. in the balance between.
were does it begin in body ore mind ore collectively and find this connection between in dialogue and learning
i have to work my body for it to heal i have to stretch my mind for it to rethink and learn new ways with healing. i find humor and taking one self not to serioulsy is also a big key. to laugh at one self. how do we live in community with others and how to we live with our self. when do we need silence to be alone to ground ourself and when do we need a loving touch, a friendly hug, a talk.. how to we work with our sexuality, healing the masculine the feminine the child in side. the list goes on. a endless task for us to figure out. some find routine, something quickly that works for them while other struggle for a long time. sometimes we just need to take a walk be with our self, while others may need heavy psychotherapy

for sunday i invite you on a short radio journey with us. to be with us in a warm space and friendly embrace. we can not solve all our problems on one afternoon but we can share and laugh and feel each other in poetry stories musik walking and talking and playing.

Berglind Ágústsdóttir
Mandala Amanda
Florence Uniacke
Geraldine McEwan
Anastasia Freygang
Lee Fukke


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Dreams in Action II

Image by http://jd-doria.com/

Image by http://jd-doria.com/

After a successful first workshop we kindly invite you to: Dream in Action II

A process to submerge into the world of your dreams/fantasys through Active Imagination

Diving into the subconscious realm in waking life. Tapping into the creative realm for

performance acting dance voice drawing writing improvisation

Bring a dream/daydream you would like to work with.

come in comfortable clothes.

this workshop is aimed at unlocking the undercurrent of personal yet parallel realities

looking to introduce its findings into creative practice

Monday, 4 May, 7pm.

at Anatum’s Abode

Please RVSP via email: anatumsabode@gmail.com

Fee: donations.

Facilitated by Lee Fükke

Dreams in Action



Techniques for dream interpretation and dream integration for

performance acting dance voice drawing writing improvisation

Bring a recent dream you had, written down in detail

come in comfortable clothes

we will explore the dream content through active imagination

this workshop is aimed at unlocking the undercurrent of personal yet parallel realities

looking to introduce its findings into creative practice

Monday, 13 April, 7pm.

Please RVSP via email: anatumsabode@gmail.com

Fee: donations.

Facilitated by Lee Fükke

sirus fountain pyramid oracle show

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Anatums lend its Abode for the development of work by the U.S streetartist Sirus Fountain
2 weeks into the process the show opened like a shrine would open up for visitors
people came and stayed, absorbing works that went beyond the visual but provided a setting to engage with the content matter, the place of their creation and the person whos care and vision brought all of this to reality, a reality spent for the next 72 hours
Anatums reluctancy to exhibit murials lead to the artist ex-tracting surfaces that inspired him.
– our rooftop,our secret and guilty skip and the neighbouring environment bore the now remodelled treasures. Sheets of metal and woods of all variations, chipped colours from decades and recent history Sirus deployed them as backdrops for his paintings and came to produce one three dimensional tableaux after the other.
while each is crafted from found material and fitted carefully into the space the content matter of each drawing points to the universal questions and faiths. faces of struggle and lines indicating the rawness of life and its roughness were formulised in bold strokes. they looked at us from the walls :
2 to 3 perspectives of a face in one. six eyes. 3 mouths and angles for the appearance of psychological depth. when asked who these people were Sirus said its travellers and homeless people. the hommage to those he met is hung along angels and figurative sculptures, arranged as if to protect us and them.

walking through the narrow corridors and turning left once more, crossing the garden, past the sauna into the yard before the emporium- the atmosphere was described like being in a church. a hall of greatness. green colours greeted below the black sky, seated on the concrete floor some simply remained : looking, listening, allowing time to pass out there.
the emporium was lit in reds and oranges, strikingly marking the passage. car lights shone through the sitetex wall and allowed the centerpiece to hold attention- now eyes were looking up and eyes were looking straight at you.

in the garden Lee Fükke’s piece kept glowing. once these forms were holding fire, reload wood ! burning away in the night, marking an important assembly point these volumpteaus shapes of metal wiring provide warmth and light.
the sizzeling formed an acoustic backdrop for mondane talk : as a longterm witness reported ! Beatrix Blaise was in the sauna at the time the fire burned. her body painted on by Sirus boasted eyes in striking white, her skin wore a silky faketan – call it bronze.  she moved and froze to stillness surrounded by her installation : rusty metal on white hung in the sauna. Having embarked on a longdurational performance she felt like being the creep in the background, as she mused afterwards. people talked and stood and sat around the fire, the creep moved at times but mostly remained still. with painted eyes on places, she was breathing the night in its own right, pointing out presence in the performance’ subtlety.

the following days people returned, photos were taken. then Sirus work was taken down and moved. for once a street artist’s work could move.
and one frame remained. it is beautiful without the wheat pastings, its a three dimensional object assembled from different parts and its missing nothing. it speaks Sirus, who by now has started buidling a house out of wood on Anatum’s rooftop. And when you come inside the gallery the glass front hosts his scratching, leaving a shadow migrating with the sun.

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