CHARACTERS

“THERE ARE THREE MASKS: THE ONE WE THINK WE ARE, THE ONE WE REALLY ARE, AND THE ONE WE HAVE IN COMMON” JACQUES LECOQ 

HUMANS LIVE IN A STATE OF SWEET, SAD AND VERY PASSIVE RESIGNATION. THE SPIRIT OF CREATION HAS DIED OUT; IT WAKES UP, BY ATAVISM, ONLY IN A FEW INDIVIDUALS. NATURE HAS REDUCED THEM ALL TO THE SAME FACE, A NEUTRAL AND PASSIVE SQUARE FACE, ALMOST AS IF THEY WERE WEARING A MASK. HUMANS NO LONGER HAVE ANY GENDER, MEN AND WOMEN ARE REDUCED TO THE SAME BODY THAT FAMINE HAS DEFORMED. THEY ALL SHOW EYES OF ANTHRACITE, A WIDE CHEST, A REDUCED JAW AND BELLY. 

 
 
01

MEMENTO MORI

IN AN UNDETERMINED FUTURE, THE EARTH'S POPULATION HAS DROPPED FROM SEVERAL BILLION TO A FEW MILLION SOULS. THE OCEANS, SPREAD OUT IN ABYSSES, NOW OCCUPY ONLY A SMALL PART OF THE SURFACE. THE WATER IS ONLY RESIDUAL. THE SEAS HAVE DISAPPEARED. MOUNTAINS ABOUND.

 

THE PLANET IS UNDERGOING THE REVENGE OF THE MINERAL. THE SAVAGE REAPPEARS. NAKED. MANY ANIMAL FORMS HAVE PERISHED, UNABLE TO EVOLVE OR ADAPT TO SUCH CONDITIONS. THE LAST HUMANS STRUGGLE BUT EXHAUST THEMSELVES FROM THE DRACONIAN MEASURES TAKEN TO SURVIVE. THE SURVIVORS OCCUPY ONLY DERISORY ISLETS PROTECTED BY BUBBLES.

AT WHAT PRICE DOES HUMAN POWER BUILD ITS IMAGE? 

02

WHO LAUGHS LAST?

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THE STAIRCASE IS CRUSHED BY TWO HIGH, DARK WALLS THAT FRAME THE LIGHT COMING FROM THE OPENING AT THE TOP. THE DISTANCE BETWEEN THEM SEEMS TO HAVE BEEN DESIGNED TO ACCOMMODATE THE SWAYING SHOULDERS OF THOSE THEY WELCOME. COUNTLESS FIGURES DESCEND IN A ROW. UNTIRINGLY, THEIR BODIES SWAY FROM RIGHT TO LEFT. THEIR MOVEMENT IS MECHANICAL AND SYNCHRONIZED. NOTHING DISTINGUISHES THE LAST HUMANS.

​DO WE NOT INEBRIATE OURSELVES WITH EXOGENOUS SUBSTANCES IN OUR QUEST FOR TRANSCENDENCE?

 
03

THE MEAL

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THE POST-ANTHROPOCENE ERA IS AN EXPERIENCE SHARED BY ALL WITHOUT BELONGING TO ANYONE. WHAT DOES THE COLLECTIVE MEAN WHEN IT EXISTED ONLY IN OPPOSITION TO THE NOTION OF POSSESSION?

 
04

PAINT ME

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THE SPACE IS A THICKNESS, A VOID CRUSHED BY A, SMOOTH CEILING. A THICKNESS THAT IS TRAPPED BY A SINGLE DISTANT WALL. A RAY OF LIGHT CROSSES THE JUNCTION BETWEEN THE VERTICAL AND HORIZONTAL. THE AIR IS HEAVY. THE CUT IS LIGHT. IN THE CENTRE, LIKE A DANCER’S RIBBON, A THIN SPIRAL STAIRCASE UNFOLDS AND ABSORBS THE SPACE.

DO WE NOT ALSO CHOOSE TO PAINT OVER THE BLOOD THAT FLOWS?

 
05

COCKROACH WALTZ

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TO SPEAK OF THE ABJECT IS TO PRESUPPOSE THAT SOMETHING INDEPENDENT OF ONESELF CAN BE ATTRIBUTED A MORAL VALUE. THUS THE COCKROACH INTERVENES IN THE STORY, THIS NARRATOR WHO ADDRESSES THE CHARACTERS AS MUCH AS IT ADDRESSES THE AUDIENCE. HAVING SURVIVED HUMAN TYRANNY, ITS VALUE RISES TO THE RANK OF A DIVINE ENTITY.

06

HAVE I SINNED?

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WHAT CAN WE THINK WHEN WE SEE PEOPLE WHO ADVOCATE COMMUNITY, BUT SACRIFICE OTHERS FOR FOOD?

 
07

EAT ME

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BEFORE BEING AN ACT OF INGESTION OF HUMAN FLESH, CANNIBALISM IS AN INSTITUTION THAT CONTRIBUTES TO THE DEFINITION OF HUMANITY THROUGH ITS CAPACITY TO BECOME A METAPHOR. IT BUILDS MODELS THAT ARTICULATE THE RELATIONSHIP TO THE OTHER, TO THE ANIMAL, TO NATURE, TO POWER, TO THE BODY, TO DISEASE, TO RELIGION, TO AESTHETIC FORMS, TO DEATH.

 
08

IN THE FLESH

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DO WE NOT ENTERTAIN OURSELVES BY FEEDING OUR IMPULSES? IMPULSES THAT CANNOT BE SATISFIED, THAT INFINITELY ACCUMULATE.

 
09

NAKED OUTSIDE

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IS HOPE ENOUGH TO SAVE AN ENTIRE SPECIES? ARE HUMANS DESTINED TO PERISH? THE PURITY OF HOPE IS EXPRESSED IN THE CHARACTERS WHO CHOOSE TO RETURN TO THE STARTING POINT TO TAKE A BREATH, CONSCIOUS THAT IT WILL BE THEIR LAST. THE MASKS COME OFF.