Nothing fits here, nothing was always here.
The Alps are a fractured mosaic — stacked, folded, thrust together — carrying rocks from distant origins.

A landscape built from migration, collision, upheaval.

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When early scientists found marine fossils in mountain stones, they could only explain it through myth: a great flood, a cosmic event. But this valley was not always a valley. Once it was a sea, a desert, a shallow platform. An earth without rest, a planet in motion.

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Bschlabs lies within a geological transition zone: dominant Hauptdolomit (main dolomite), intersected by the shifting Schattwald, Allgäu, and Kössen formations. Layers of stone record the slow, unstable dance between land and ocean, between stability and collapse. Our artistic expedition — as outsiders, intruders — mapped these tensions.

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We trace the fractures with our bodies.
We leave behind subtle markers:
foreign stones, dream fossils, sketches of an invisible history.

We gather seeds, sediments, songs.
We map the wayward, the misplaced, the forgotten.

We move through the landscape, collecting samples, tracing invisible boundaries, inserting subtle disturbances. We treat the terrain as both archive and canvas.

Using tools of science and imagination, we created new encounters:

• inserting foreign bodies (objects, sculptures) into the land,

• tracing, casting, shifting, recording,

• drawing speculative maps,

• performing embodied explorations.

Through subtle interventions, we ask:
How long does the foreign remain foreign?

At what point does intrusion become integration?

"Stylolith" becomes a metaphor for friction, for embeddedness, for becoming-with the landscape — imperfect, partial, in constant flux.

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nagl～wintersberger, Februar 2025

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