Katya Lesiv

“I’m going home to eat mulberries from the tree” — a gentle manifesto, a monument to the decisive embrace of choice, intertwined with the delicate recognition of its ephemeral nature. Oh, if only cool resolutions melted in the sun, while warm ones scattered like the tiniest seeds I carry, unnoticed, lying in a ripe fragrant field. Oh, how I would then exude fragrance. Yet, I never thought of those seeds; they are but briefly on me. And when I go home to eat mulberries from the tree, oh, how it smells. Especially when the rain is just beginning, and it’s clear that everything will end. I haven’t decided yet when to go for the mulberry tree, oh, and that decision I haven’t made. The project is a reflection on the basis and attachments during the full scale invasion in Ukraine. In the aftermath of shattered security emerges a newfound confidence, bordering on surrender — a revelation where the difference between plan and intention crystallizes, revealing a sacred depth. Delving into the essence of intention through profound sensual experiences — transforming into a sanctuary, a source of safety, and an exploration of the profound connection between intention and emotional refuge. From my earliest childhood, the act of eating berries from either a tree or a bush has been one of my most cherished and deeply beloved activities. “I’m going home to eat mulberries from the tree” is a part of the project “And what will you do at this time?”. A multifaceted question arising from care, curiosity, or control.