The bird blushes in its desire, “I’m the beast.”
The bird is an irresistible creature with its plumage and lycra skin. Its colors and shapes. Its sense of embellishment, beauty, with sounds of distant histories and echoes from its friends.
The bird, there, crosses boundaries between nomadic beings and takes resemblance and knowledge from other birds. Underneath the feathers hide a vulnerable skin.
When I was 16, there was a virus that only killed someone like me. Something I couldn’t talk about at the time, as I only knew the hidden truth deep within my own window towards the world.
This video performance lecture is a story about trauma accompanied by visuals to a small text called “Virus” from a new series of stories – in the making -titled “The Island of Violence.”
A virus that I never contracted myself, but which I still live with today in my intimate and social choices. These invisible borders that can determine lifelong paths, and sometimes even hinders me from flying.
The lecture is about my experiences being retraumatized by Covid-19. It takes us into the world about birds eating from the same bird feeder every day. Survival is bringing them back to the same location again and again.
Not far from the bird feeder, there is a river that ends abruptly into the cascade of a waterfall. Some of its currents and fluid dimensions are being rerouted from falling and transformed into electricity and power.
The pandemic portal, Arundhati Roy states, is where our presence is erased, and where only the past and the future can exist.
Film premiere followed by a live Q&A