GHOST WRITER AND THE BROKEN HAND BREAK
Miet Warlop in collaboration with author and curator Raimundas Malasauskas questions transient states and in vivo experiments where instruments and materials are sought as many possible definitions of the performative act.
As finding in all chaos the middle axis to measure the moment.
Spinning around the odour of questions becomes spinning like a dog spins chasing his tale. Biting in the end of yourself.
It sounds like a vital entrance to how to treat what they call NOW and this over and over again until we have collected from all NOWS a moment to remember.
The method of spinning without getting sober drunk works like this: it is generally closing a catch with your brain. Brain must learn.
Staying calm with the fact that there is no frame that you can stick to to hold your balance.
Holding it as a slide in front of light it is a beautiful metaphor for behaviour in life and so it is for centuries the dervish dance finding source in Turkey, spinning around for hours one hand up to heaven one hand down to the earth.
An other thing is to make the shift from focussing to staring.
Staring at the non- frame in full comfort.
From talking to thinking
From breathing to singing
From looking to staring
From standing to spinning
The title refers to the wild journey a car ride in the mountains can become once your breaks snap.
The hand refers to the the intuitive gesture we do with our hands once we talk about getting confronted with a particular frame, a detail in galaxy.
Remember the day when Hoola hoop grew too tight and you’ve called a swirling derwish to keep going around? That day may still come. It will have all those revelations called axis of life, levels of truth, suspension of one’s perception, trust of the world, stand up comedy meeting swirl-in drama, and dizziness at large. “Are you swirling in or out? I am asking you who is far behind, in the avantgarde-cloud” Wietse sings spinning three tongues at once.
Concept and direction: Miet Warlop
Music: Pieter De Meester
Performed by: Pieter De Meester, Miet Warlop , Wietse Tanghe
Lyrics: Raimundas Malasauskas and Miet Warlop
Text and Voice over: Raimundas Malasauskas
Sound Engineer: Bart Van Hoydonck
Production: Seppe Cosyns
Coordination and Management: Elke Vanlerberghe, Wim Viaene
Produced by Miet Warlop /Irene Wool vzw and NTGent
With the Support of: Flemish Authorities, City of Ghent