Selected performances
Stork Migrations Control food and you control the people The Moor May Go* Genealogies Ritournelle Compulsion-Attaque Dawdle A Space Made For Giants Eier haben Odem She's all dressed up for peace Cabine
Reel crusoe Aus den Trümmern des Paradieses Exhibition: Forschungswerkstatt - Kolonialgeschichte in Tempelhof und Schöneberg In Arcadia: How Soldiers Become Mermaids Trümmerberg Kilimanjaro
Hommage to Diane Torr Squat Monument Heraud-Baumann Reflektor Forum theatre in prison: “zukunftsmusik” Shifts- Investigating Scores Dealing With Normative Gaze In Performance Art
Portrait of Bárbara Santos for her book ://aboutblank Sans Titre, 2020 Spring Champs Père et Fils / Father and Son Sans Titre, 2021 Au dessus, 2019

Odem is an old German word used in poetry to say "to breath" or "Inspiration". It's also really closed from Ödem meaning "eodema". In the sterile environment of the art space, we try to recreate artificially a single universe for our two bodies, with a common mode of perception. Our bodies transform themselves by reacting to each other as well as to the material in the space, here a 60 kilos gravel plastic bag, approximately our weight. Bodies become one as we individually remain absent, fully focused on the experience of common perceptions and exteriorisation. Around the end, I try to read out loud Julian's lips while he sings Sinead O'Connor's song Nothing compare in silence.


Trouble 8, les Halles de Schaerbeek, Brussels

Photo: Nicolaos Zafiriou
Video: Christopher Hewitt

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