Catalogue PAErsche Art of Encountering VII

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Dream of Earth without boundaries III

Sur la place du marché, Béatrice Didier s'installe au côtés des marchands.

A la place des légumes à vendre,  : le cachet 土壤夢 ( Rêve de Terre ) réalisé lors de sa performance à Xi'an en avril dernier, une machine à écrire et des feuilles d'arbre.
Béatrice Didier, pendant deux heures, accomplit la simple action d'écrire « Dream » sur des feuilles d'arbre. A la requête d'une passante, le mot « Dream » se transformera en « Fight for Peace » puis « Peace » puis « Rêve ». Des échanges s'accomplissent entre l'artiste et habitants de Guishan, malgré la frontière des langues.
A la fin de sa performance, une enfant s'approche, découvrant le mode de la machine à écrire et les caractères d'une écriture inconnue pour elle.

 Photos © Béatrice Didier & Yifei Hu

This performance was created in the context of Open Art Performance Festival, 

curated by Chen Jin and Yifei Hu.

With the support of Wallonie Bruxelles International

Dream of Earth without boundaries II

On the beach of Guishan Island, a stone installation. Under the stones, a soundtrack performed in situ: sound of footsteps from the shipyard to the edge of the sea, sound of a phrase repeated during the walk: "Dream of earth without boundaries dream of earth without boundaries, dream of earth without boundaries .... Dream of birds without boundaries. Without boundaries without boundaries ..."

The audience, invited to gather around the pile of stones to listen to the soundtrack, can follow in the landscape a body dressed in black. Gradually, this body is getting closer. We can see that this body carries a big stone.

Approaching the sea, the body lays the stone on a rock and then rises in balance, facing the sea.

Faraway, we can perceive the flag of China. The flag of a nation.

Nearby, facing the flag, a hand rises and brandishes feathers, these escaping to the horizon: "Birds without boundaries.... without boundaries...."

On the rock, remains the the stone, some feathers and sunflowerseeds.

Photos © Béatrice Didier, Beate Linne & Yifei Hu

This performance was created in the context of Open Art Performance Festival, 

curated by Chen Jin and Yifei Hu.

With the support of Wallonie Bruxelles International

Dream of Earth without boundaries I

Au milieu de l'espace, la machine à écrire de Sanmu Chan arrêté quelques heures plus tôt 

à l'entrée de Macau.

Sur la machine à écrire, les restes sonores de la performance de Chumpon Apisuk réalisée le 15/10 sur les toits de JJAC à Hong Kong.

De la fenêtre 1 du balcon, explosion d'un ballon noir rempli de plumes.

De la fenêtre 2 du balcon, décompression d'un ballon rouge rempli de sang.

De la porte fenêtre 3 du balcon, Béatrice Didier entre dans l'espace, portant sur l'une main des plumes ramenées de différents pays par les artistes de MIPAF, sur l'autre main une feuille d'arbre sur laquelle apparaissent des caractères.

Plumes et feuilles sont délicatement déposées sur la machine.

Dans le noir, le public peut lire sur la feuille : «  Dream of earth without boundaries, Hong Kong, 15/10/2019 »

                            

Photos © Béatrice Didier, Yifei Hu & Mio Soi Wa

This performance was created in the context of MIPAF Festival at Oxwarehouse, 

curated by Noah NG and Chen Jin.

Thanks to Sanmu Chan, Rachel Pan and Chumpon Apisuk.

With the support of Wallonie Bruxelles International

DOE A YAE V, from Bandula Park to Innyae Lake

Bandula Park

 

Where DOE A YAE I took place some days ago, let’s start again to write.

To write the poem

 (…)

Our believes were flying up high like hawks

Arab spring has just started now

Myanmar’s spring was already started since 8.8.88

Delicate smell of the spring suffocated fascist dictators (…)

Winning democracy is…. DOE A YAE…. DOE A YAE!(...)

(From Victory of KwutDawn, written by Dr Lwanswe on blog Moemakha 2014?)

Let’s start to write... Let’s start to write on banyan leaves…

And let’s walk,walk, walk…

Shangila Bridge

Let’s continue to write, to copy the poem, to learn it by heart...

Let’s give poems to people.

“Let Poetry be our absolute weapon” wrote the belgian writer Raoul Vaneigem.

Let’s spread poem in the air from the bridge to the road where people where protestating in 88 for rights. Rights for democracy. And let’s walk walk walk….

Bogyoke Market

Let’s sit on the military chair lended by a shop seller.

Let’s sit and write this poem where it was written also:

“(…) Warcraft by Bogyoke was not for killing civilians.

Sixth grader Sein Lwin, a blind deep fool...”

And let’s walk in the direction of Shwedagon Pagoda

Maha Wizaya Pagoda

Let’s sit again, facing an old woman who is selling birds to spread it in the sky for birthday wishes.

Let’s sit and write and give poems and spread one leaf in the water bassin.

And let’s walk walk walk and follow Yadanar and Htun

People Park

Let’s sit under a beautiful tree in a park where lovers meet

Let’s sit and write the poem that I know now by heart on 8 banyan leaves in memory to 8.8.88.

Let’s put 8 candles between each toe, 

echoing the image Elvira Santamaria created some years ago in memory 

to the El Mozote Massacre in Salvador in 1981. 

Let’s memorize about all massacred people in the world.

Let poems to be part of the soil for next lovers who will come under this tree and let’s walk.

Walk and cross the park.

Htein Naing Htun feels tired. Never force people. Let’s stop to walk and take bus.

In the bus let’s continue to write on a leaf and give this to a passenger. Give give give.

H Ledan Bridge

At the middle of homeless children, do you want to continue here? ask Yadanar

I hesitate OK let’s try….

Here, I can’t write all the poem.

I can just write DOE A YAE! DOE A YAE!

What does it mean DOE A YAE! DOE A YAE!

What are rights of these children and parents here and now?

What means democracy here and now?

What means democracy and peace without equality?

Facing children who just ask for chalks…. what’s their power?

The philosopher Pierre Ansay juste wrote me “La puissance crée, le pouvoir empêche”…

Let’s take another bus and continue on the Inya Lake Pyay Road where scores of students were killed

and some were under water until they are drownded.

Inya Lake

Let the military chair to seat between rocks facing lake. Let’s write again on 8 leaves.

Let homeless children to come around.

Let’s try to share a common moment.

Yadanar says they come to you because you don’t make difference...

Let’s learn from these children.

Let’s see how they are part from the earth.

They play, they enjoy the moment of “here and now” without expecting anything maybe.

Don’t expect anything from the other, from the “world”.

Let’s spread one leaf on the lake, even if it’s illegal.

Leaves doesn’t damage the water.

Leaves, let them float on the water.

Let it be Let it be….

Let’s burn this book written by Dr Maung Maung who destroyed this country as Cool Man(AK) said.

Let’s burn even if it’s illegal.

Legality doesn’t mean justice…

Children and me are taking care of the fire.

Let it burn let it burn…

Let’s observe together the fire near water on this earth.

We don’t speak the same language

They probably don’t know about this book

But let this moment to exist…

Some human hearts together on this earth…

RESILIENCE

Two “I” like Imagine

Can we imagine a country without any boundary?

“E” is the last letter of the word Resilience

“E”like End

Let’s imagine that End is the beginning of something else…

 Photos © Béatrice Didier & Yadanar Win

This performance was created by Béatrice Didier in the context of the project Performance Art y Resiliencia, conceived by Elvira Santamaria, hosted by New Zero Art Space
A special thanks to Yadanar Win, Htet Naing Htun and Zun Thu.

With the support of Walllonie Bruxelles International 

DOE A YAE IV

I was so engrossed in the performance at New Zero Art Space today that I even felt that I want to shout out loud. I was suffocated like I was back to the solitary cell for 28 days at interrogation center in prison. Each time after shouting "Doe A Yae", Burmese Artist Thyitar covered her face with a rubber band. Meanwhile Belgium Artist said "Our Rights", and she also covered her with rubber bands. While they were taking turns to do so, I was praying that rubber bands are used up faster. When I realized myself, I already got teary-eyed. I had to seal my mouth tightly to not cry out. Also when they cut rubber bands from each other's faces, I wanted them to do it quickly to loosen tighten areas on their faces. I recorded this performance because it touched me so. Thanks to Aye Ko and Madam Aye Ko for inviting me to the event. Kyi Khin Min Zaw

This performance was created by Béatrice Didier in collaboration with Thyitar.
In the context of the project Performance Art y Resiliencia, conceived by Elvira Santamaria, hosted by New Zero Art Space.

With the support of Walllonie Bruxelles International 

DOE A YAE II

DOE A YAE! OUR RIGHTS!....

What's about rights today in Burma?

We have no free speech, explains Zaw Min Naing, we know the thrue now but we can't speak about army.

Army controls everything. 

25% of army is part of the Parliament.

We have no right to say something to army or we can be arrested.

Aung San Suu Kyi tries to change the situation, by putting them out of the Parliament, by sending soldiers to their original places…

So what's your personal "weapon", I ask, your "tool" to resist and to protect yourself when you have to face difficult situation? What's your way of resilience?…

I’m painting, I’m drawing, or I’m writing….

Let’s continue to write

DOE A YAE on banyan leaves...

Photos © Béatrice Didier

In the context of the project Performance Art y Resiliencia, conceived by Elvira Santamaria,
hosted by New Zero Art Space

With the support of Walllonie Bruxelles International