From an early age I felt compelled to read books as an instant access to other ways of conversation. Fifty years later I’ve become less and less satisfied with books. Most of them bore me now. But the moment I started writing I regained my original fascination for texts. In the beginning I found a way of limiting my texts by making them into short rhymes, which helped me to find words through a confinement that felt liberating. Now I'm combining even more elements into a saga. When I've taken my own text some distance I often feel an urge to watch some film or TV or image or read something. Then when I go back to my text it seems like I'm having a dialogue with all these other people who try to communicate something through various media. I try to listen carefully to what the others say and/or mean. Sometimes I have objections. Sometimes I agree. Sometimes I take the privilege of changing subject. I feel like I'm in an animated discussion with communicators from all places and times.