There is a woman talking to herself on the other side of The Gate. She is walking around in there. I can hear her. After peaking in, I realise she is praying.

I see a monster’s mouth. With sharp teeth in front. Behind his tongue a space- round and bendy, leads down towards something. I am sure.

I wonder if I am lucid. Blinking my eyes does not turn her towards me. I cannot see her face. II wonder who she is and where she comes from. The low hissing sound does not even begin to cover it. Does the extra length to her arms bring comfort- I wonder, or is the snake- dance a way to tame the desires?

She is rolling around now. Sometimes she shouts. Ridden by emotion, she twists and twirls. My focus moves away from her grey face. I get jumpy when I see her arms. There are no hands there! No fingers, no human skin. Her arms have turned dirty white.

Turning around, I see the silhouette of a big snake moving. It has two legs and two arms. It wears shoes and socks within. The socks are pulled high up. I see a head. Maybe it is non- human? The angles are sharp. The face looks more like machine, and it is on a stick.

A while ago I had a dream. I dreamt I was working in a studio. All the walls were painted in a very particular color, best described as the tint of something coming from the gut. An opaque wall- long and rectangular, changed. Gradually the color disappeared off the wall. It turned transparent. Appearing from behind, I saw the face of a friend.

Plastic Matrix was done in collaboration with Lydia Muijen @lydiamuijen. The production of Plastic Matrix was made possible by the expertise of Bas Melis, Pablo van Wetten and Carlos Dalla- Fiore, Kine Dørum and Matthew Grimaldi.