Category Archives: Performances

The Fabric, stretched-out

A group of people leaves for a walk. One person takes the lead and decides in which direction the group should walk.
During the walk the participants gradually distance themselves from each other as far as possible, but without losing the sight of at least one of the others. At a pre-agreed point in time, everybody records his or her exact geographic location.
From that point the distance between the participants should be reduced slowly until the group is back in its original position at the starting point.

The recorded locations will be collected and marked on a collective map.
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The London Stone

On December 18, at 15:00 GMT we, Alisa Oleva, Irina Danilova and Andrew McNiven and Frans van Lent, met at 111 Cannon Street, London, UK .

We established that the building, that protected the London Stone for so long, is now in a process of demolition.
The London Stone is temporarily displaced to the Museum of London.

Each of us looked for a small piece of stone or a pebble on the pavement.
When we found a stone, we put it in our pocket and we left for a walk to the museum of our personal choice:

-Alisa walked to the Institute of Contemporary Arts (exhibition: Bloomberg New Contemporaries 2016).
-Andrew walked to the British Museum (exhibition: Museum Collection, Egyptian section).
-Irina walked to the Museum of London (exhibition: ‘Pleasure Gardens’, media installation).
-Frans walked to the Tate Britain (exhibition: Turner Prize 2016).

When we arrived, each of us entered the museum and unnoticeably added the stone to the chosen exhibition.
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A Parallel Walk

On October 12, at 15:00 CEST I left my home in Dordrecht, the Netherlands, and walked in a western direction. At exactly that same moment Elia Torrecilla left her home in Valencia, Spain, and walked in a western direction.
When Elia changed direction (left or right) she texted me and I followed that direction as soon as possible. When I changed direction, I texted her and she followed me. We synchronised our walks as precise as possible.

Our Parallel Walk ended around 16:00 CEST, very close to the points of departure.

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Up stream

Today at 02:20 PM a bucket of water was poured out in a sink in Rotterdam, Netherlands (51.918613, 4.488538).
At exactly that time in Oranienburg, Germany (52.684269, 13.266830), a bucket was filled with water from a tap.

Call

On Saturday 23 July 2016 I was walking in Forêt Barade, near Rouffignac in the South of France.
I published an invitation to call me on that day between 13:00 and 14:00 (CEST).
When the telephone rang I did not answer the call but instead I made a photo of what I was looking at on that moment.
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Nachtplaats
a performative installation

In the forest, one hour before sunset:
On the ground, within a square of 4 to 4 meters,
Four persons take away leaves, branches and layers of soil.
All material is put into numbered white bags and then carried away, out of the forest.

At sunset (21.23 hrs) the forest is deserted.
An empty dark square between the trees.

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At sunrise (05.48 hrs) the four persons return, carrying white bags.
They start filling the empty square with material from the bags, but in reversed order.
The last bags contain the top layer: the leaves and branches.
Using photographic prints as a reference, the square is restored to its original shape.
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A Scene #1 – #7

On Facebook I announce small events that will take place at a certain location and at a certain moment in the near future. Everybody is invited to be at the exact spot at the exact time to contribute to the scene with his/her own simultaneous activity (or inactivity).

A Scene #1
On Saturday October 11 2014, I will walk on the Bergweg (on the right site) in the direction of the Gordelweg, carrying a plastic bag with oranges. At exactly 14:20 CET, I will pass the corner of the Zaagmolenstraat (51°56’08.6″N, 4°28’35.2″E), in front of nr 184 A, and at that exact moment the bag will tear and the oranges will spread over the pavement.
I will then gather the oranges, put them in another plastic bag and walk on in the same direction.
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One Minute of Silence

In various public occasions I asked people around to join me
in One Minute of Silence.
I did not mention any reason or special occasion.
If somebody asked, I pretended not to hear it.

We were silent for silence itself.