Repnik : Ruhsam : Myhre
Also sprach Cage
Foto: Nada Žgank
GVR babaLAN, Festival Ex Ponto (KD B-51), Center of urban culture Kino Šiška, Ljubljana
Première 18. 9. 2012 Center urbane kulture Kino Šiška
Running time 50 minutes. No interval.
Director and author of script Vlado Repnik Gotvan
Camera operator and video editor Vlado Repnik Gotvan
Sound designer Brane Zorman
Photographer Nada Žgank
Light designer David Cvelbar
Technicians Tomaž Gorkič, Jure Vlahovič
Performers Ingrid Berger Myhre, Martina Ruhsam
Performers in the video Burkhard Stangl, Jan Ritsema, Simone Forti, Peter Weibel, Isao Nakamura, Christine De Smedt, Gerard Buquet, Rose Beermann, Meg Stuart, Graciela Carnevale, Reinhild Hoffmann, Joana von Mayer Trindade, Sigrid Gareis, Adriana Gabriela Gheorghe, Anja Katharina Arend, Bertrand Flanet, Marina Abramović, Luzie Hanna Karolina Meyer, Georg Schöllhammer, Ruti Sela, Boris Charmatz, Anna Donderer, Marcus Steinweg
Also sprach Cage is an extended act that constantly meanders through different media – thereby continuously changing its performative means. It begins as a film, transforms into a dance, becomes a song in order to turn into a speech: I have nothing to say and I’m saying it. Words come first from here and then from there. The situation is not linear. Our poetry now is the realisation that we possess nothing. Which blankets will provide a soft landing if we suddenly fall into the nothing of the thing? Which net will prevent injuries? There is no way of sleeping faster, there is no way of abolishing the time of mourning, there is no way of speeding up a pregnancy, there is no way of walking by making a mouse click. Ideas are one thing and what happens is another. The emotions – love, mirth, the heroic, wonder, tranquillity, fear, anger, sorrow, disgust – are in the audience. In the dark, all cats are black. Everyone is in the best seat. Every something is an echo of nothing. Nothing is accomplished by seeing a piece of land. When the system fell apart it’s totality was visible for the first time. I see a land that doesn’t belong to us and will never belong to us. I see a land that doesn’t keep us warm and that doesn’t protect us. I see a land full of risks of losing along with our individuality, our own wholeness. I see a beautiful land which you find on no map. Our eyes are now in excellent condition.
Foto: Nada Žgank
Foto: Nada Žgank
Foto: Nada Žgank
