Alexanderplein, Amsterdam, 2001.
Alexanderplein, Amsterdam, 2001.
we met at the busstop
(amsterdam, 2001)
In this performance a story is told of an encounter with a fellow traveller whilst travelling between Milan and Amsterdam. I present myself as a passive-aggressive character who is unable to claim his personal space and avoid having to endure a conversation with his persistent fellow traveller. I tell the story while waiting at a bus stop and dancing, listening to loud dance music on a walkman and headphones. Bystanders have no choice but to listen to my story and are unsure as to what my real motivation is. The story takes a dark turn towards the end.
(amsterdam, 2001)
In this performance a story is told of an encounter with a fellow traveller whilst travelling between Milan and Amsterdam. I present myself as a passive-aggressive character who is unable to claim his personal space and avoid having to endure a conversation with his persistent fellow traveller. I tell the story while waiting at a bus stop and dancing, listening to loud dance music on a walkman and headphones. Bystanders have no choice but to listen to my story and are unsure as to what my real motivation is. The story takes a dark turn towards the end.