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A strange sensation has begun to settle in my chest, a constant tug at my memory, but also a push toward something undefined. Perhaps it’s the memory of a moment just past. Perhaps it’s the fact that there are more than one, more than one layer, one whisper, one echo — still here but distant, felt but not understood. | |||
Nothing appears from no-where. A strange sensation has begun to settle in my chest, a constant tug at my memory, but also a push toward something undefined. Perhaps it’s the memory of a moment just past. Perhaps it’s the fact that there are more than one, more than one layer, one whisper, one echo — still here but distant, felt but not understood. | |||
In all cultures ghosts haunt places, humans, whole societies. | In all cultures ghosts haunt places, humans, whole societies. | ||
We can talk of ghosts as shadows cast from times lost, places forgotten. But what if it’s not the ghost that haunts us, but rather, we who haunt ourselves? The ghosts we encounter are never the past itself. Instead, they are–in their most concrete form traces and effects– and in their most abstract, what we imagine the past to be, what it means to us now, what we need it to be. In any case, it is the space between past and present, presence and absence where ghosts become almost. | We can talk of ghosts as shadows cast from times lost, places forgotten. But what if it’s not the ghost that haunts us, but rather, we who haunt ourselves? The ghosts we encounter are never the past itself. Instead, they are–in their most concrete form traces and effects– and in their most abstract, what we imagine the past to be, what it means to us now, what we need it to be. In any case, it is the space between past and present, presence and absence where ghosts become almost. | ||
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== Performance Score: == | == Performance Score: == | ||
[[File:Performance score- ghosts finding ghosts.jpg|thumb| | [[File:Performance score- ghosts finding ghosts.jpg|thumb|1078x1078px|The ''Ghosts Finding Ghost -'' Performance is a participatory adaptation of the Performance ''Speeding the ashes of the 2021 Evia Wildfires'', performed at Ars Electronica Campus Exhibition ''sense & sense-abilities''. | ||
[[File:Spreading Ashes Performance - Foto- Peechana Chayochaichana.jpg|thumb]][[File:Spreading Ashes Performance 2 - Foto- Peechana Chayochaichana.jpg|left|thumb]]In the performance ''Speeding the ashes of the 2021 Evia Wildfires,'' the performer spreads wildfire ashes for 2,5 h. Moving around a circular void, the performer spreads and smears ashes - taken out of a small black box - over and over again. The traces of his finger imprints gradually transform the shapes created on the floor. There is no contact with the audience. There is no interruption. There is no narration. After the time has run out, the performer takes a rag and cleans the ashes from the flor - storing them in his small black box. He leaves the space and their is only the faded remain of a layer of ash on the floor.]] | [[File:Spreading Ashes Performance - Foto- Peechana Chayochaichana.jpg|thumb]][[File:Spreading Ashes Performance 2 - Foto- Peechana Chayochaichana.jpg|left|thumb]]In the performance ''Speeding the ashes of the 2021 Evia Wildfires,'' the performer spreads wildfire ashes for 2,5 h. Moving around a circular void, the performer spreads and smears ashes - taken out of a small black box - over and over again. The traces of his finger imprints gradually transform the shapes created on the floor. There is no contact with the audience. There is no interruption. There is no narration. After the time has run out, the performer takes a rag and cleans the ashes from the flor - storing them in his small black box. He leaves the space and their is only the faded remain of a layer of ash on the floor.]] | ||