The fifth instalment of AISTIT / coming to our senses unfolds at Kunstencentrum Voo?uit in Ghent at the beginning of 2022 with a new commissioned performance work by Kid Kokko: Disappearing – a passion.
Tari Doris / sound
Meri Ekola / light
Kid Kokko / text, performing, overall responsibility
E.L. Karhu / dramaturg
Anna-Mari Karvonen / performance dramaturg
H. Ouramo / translator
Space opens up. Other space opens up, how else to describe it, how else, space opens up, that is clear.
Disappearing – a passion
This is a performance concert.
This is a light concert, a sound concert, a text concert, an organ concert. This is a passion and a disappearance.
This is also something else.
This is all the time also something else.
Suddenly: so sad. Suddenly: so light. Suddenly: so possible.
Suddenly: so ordinary.
Tari Doris | sound
Meri Ekola | light
Kid Kokko | text, performing, overall responsibility E. L. Karhu | dramaturgy
Anna-Mari Karvonen | performance dramaturgy H Ouramo | translating
Linda Fredriksson | bass clarinet, baritone sax Lada Suomenrinne | photography
Sophie Xeon, Laura Aguilar, Satu Herrala, Elli Salo, Suvi Tuuli Kataja, Stoa staff: Antti, Katri, Mikko, Niila
A commission of A I S T I T / coming to our senses contemporary art programme. Production by The Finnish Cultural Institute for the Benelux / Kati Laakso, Emmi Salminen and the working group.
[not quite seeing, not quite hearing, not quite remembering, not quite knowing or seeing what’s happening, where to disappear, why, not even asking why anymore, no more explaining, no more remembering, listening to some sort of a humming, some distant movement, some sounds of speaking maybe, but far away, speaking, murmuring, someone murmurs by themselves somewhere far away, hearing that, someone speaking about the weather, recalling the weather, the wind, the rain, the skies and the clouds, a landscape shrouded in maybe some kind of a haze, a landscape with not much detail, the detail can’t really be made out, and this is really not about that, the gaze sweeps the landscape, the person, the weather conditions and the other conditions, nothing is really brought into focus, listening to the distant speaking, not distinguishing everything because there’s no need to distinguish everything, the landscape moves closer and further away, how can it move closer and further away at the same time, the landscape that moves further away, the person that moves further away, the distinctions and forms that move further away, the words, hair, hairs, skins, signs, I don’t remember, some distant something moving further away, I look at this something, I’m looking, there’s a light breeze.]