Pleuni Veen
We recognize the chocolate wrapper slipping from the neighbor's rubbish bag, the stairwells full of smells crawling under the door, and the fear hidden in the three locks on the far too-expensive bicycle. We see each other we hear each other, but that endless depth of memory and expectation takes over. The inner boundlessness that gives meaning to the sensory. Meaning as a bunker for the explosion of perception.
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credits:
Concept/performance/design: Pleuni Veen
Ruben Dahmen
Thomas Maas
prodcution: Nadine Dekker
scene photography: Robert van der Ree en Sam van Zoest
MLES (2022)
When memory fades away and we turn shadows into nothing more than shadowsWe recognize the chocolate wrapper slipping from the neighbor's rubbish bag, the stairwells full of smells crawling under the door, and the fear hidden in the three locks on the far too-expensive bicycle. We see each other we hear each other, but that endless depth of memory and expectation takes over. The inner boundlessness that gives meaning to the sensory. Meaning as a bunker for the explosion of perception.
credits:
Concept/performance/design: Pleuni Veen
Ruben Dahmen
Thomas Maas
prodcution: Nadine Dekker
scene photography: Robert van der Ree en Sam van Zoest