2010 & 2011 // dev01ded // performance in enclosed black, light + fabric environment, surveillance cameras, live processed sound with Wiimote + Ableton Live , projection
Sonic Horticulture, Mediamatic, Amsterdam, NL // Kunst Berlin Allee, Marzia Frozen/Landsberger Allee 54, Berlin, DE
A demon nest is exposed to the audience through a live projection from the disorienting, vacillating perspectives of two demons’ own eyes as they venture out of their wombs and gradually discover each other’s existence, curiously inciting an encounter that is ambiguously painful and pleasurable, playful and violent, platonic and sexual.
Plants’ roots must be buried in order to live while humans are only buried when they are dead or meant to die. We bury our fears and traumas deep inside ourselves hoping they will slowly disintegrate, but we end up rotting out from the inside. Physically routed to their own system of interactive video, sound, and light, dev01ded, embodying their fears, will be slowly buried within an hourglass of dirt and technology, and he who buries them further entrenching himself in fear.
As a man slowly being buried alive struggles to breathe, choking on the plastic within which he is wrapped with every inhalation, his will to persist is manifested in reality as the jolting flashes of the hanging light-force above his disembodied head, and as a penetrating phantom within the catacombs of his mind.
In the performance (r)eject.id, three entranced, faceless individuals struggled with their forcefully whispering disconnected heads (on tv monitors), fighting to break free from the oppressive gravity of their ids. eject.id portrays the frenetic disintegration of the ids into one volatile ueberid.
Three entranced, faceless individuals, restrained by their necks to the wall, struggle with their forcefully whispering disconnected heads (on tv monitors), fighting against the weight of the air, their heads, their psyches, with each other, to break free from the oppressive gravity of their ids.
solipsystem follows the psyche embodied as it erases it’s physical boundaries and consequently it’s individual existence, exponentially reproducing itself beyond the capacity of its container and thus sacrificing itself to the greater psyche.
still birth / still breath depicts a monstrous birth scene in which the unborn, suspended in time, discovers her own reflection only to be alienated by it and agonizingly reject it, all within a single breath stretched to an excruciating length. The audience is forced to confront their own demons, their own images entangled with that of the tortured unborn in the tv monitors held by the passive twin-headed embodiment of time.
A spatialized audio-visual sensory overload that confuses the viewer’s locatability, collapsing the room, uncanny live video reflection, and video depiction of the room metaphysically personified in on each other.