This show presents a very gloomy universe, tending vertiginously toward an excess of darkness and “negativity.” However, my objective is to create a sharp contrast between this darkness and a comic aspect. The comedy will be an outgrowth of this excess but mostly of precise descriptions of the state of things, of attitudes, circumstances and gestures. The comedy will simply arise out of this precision.
By way of movement, I wanted to find how people can be touching and tender within an excess of darkness and negativity—with everything comic and tragic that this entails.
The negatovas would be
a
Horizon of expectations
Silent variety
Sloping forehead
Balance of a freestanding column
Vertigo starting at ground level
Habitual hitchhiker chicks ready to go off in any direction
Sieves constantly straining other identities
Experiencing the world as a collection of moments
Holding their breath for so long
Filled with their shaky pride
They would be living, vigilant, discreet
Statues inhabiting living bodies
Burning memories
Hallucinated faces
Head-on, they seem crushed
In profile, real monsters
Head-on, they’d go to prison
In profile, they’d wind up in a madhouse
Head like a fist at the end of a body
A nearly vertical line
A knot at the end of a rope
A head full of knots stolen from the dawn
They watch
Stranded or waiting for…
They look down or straight ahead
for they have long since learned not to look around
Indifference accentuates distance
Made of fragments
Dusty
Stricken with loss of identity
Solitary snoops
Their condition resembles something ugly
interrupted by a comical something-or-other
Desert sentinels
Environmental dependency syndrome
Their entire path is an attempted escape
Humanity adrift
Phosphorescent conversations
Dark ash heaps with feet
They internalise their shuffling
having no outward space in which to move
They seem as movement that does not move
and a path that leads nowhere
Between childhood and worry
Between violence and innocence
Between tenderness and sternness
Not allowing part of their personality
to be symbolically owned by another
Stony-gazed children, terribly vulnerable
Something is absent from their core
Observing the world and finding those who walk into the infinite
toward an absurd, undefined destiny
