“Of the ancient world and of the future world, there remains nothing but the beauty. You went on being a child, silly like antiquity, cruel like the future, and between yourself and your beauty, possessed by power, the stupid and cruel present steeped in. Your beauty, surviving the ancient world, reclaimed by the future world, possessed by present world, became a deadly evil.” From “Rage” by Pier Paolo Pasolini.
This performance is a restless and fearless game with destruction. We are oversoaked with this both disgusting and self-defending, amazingly divine fever, which is the nature of live cell with the programmed destruction in it. What we fear for? Every cell will return to the initial chaos, from which it is created. Like gods, we are creating and destroying body constellations. We are playing with fictions, signs and symbols, with the dreams of the past worlds, because we don’t want that somebody would create myths for us. We would like to create them by ourselves.