Instalatoion & Performance

I had the pleasure to be a final guest at the 6. th World Meeting of Bulgarian Media.

Organizers & photos: Bulgarian News Agency.

Location: Vienna, 19 of May 2010

Model: Shlomit

body painting elements: traditional bulgarian places and folklore elements

About the concept:

The tea cups are symbol of TIME: past, present, future.

Often we hide behind layers of words, language, opinions and believes that

cover our true self.

Only when we learn to wash away these layers our true identity will be reveiled.

The naked truth is what we need.

Only time can guide us and bring us back to our origin.

We where born naked and we will leave this earth naked.

The Blue Room
Video and Installation

2007, Masc Foundation

This room and the video were created for the exhibition Cross Borders 2007
in Masc Foundation/ Vienna/

Link with panorama photos: look at Pano 3

http://www.masc.at/htm/h_archiv/panorama/2007-04-27%20masc/index.html

„The Film is an open window „. It gives us a chance to take a look at different worlds,

to enjoy other lifes, stories and we are as a voyers stared at the nabers window.
This is the reason why I painted a window on the wall, put this slogan inside
and projection my video work in it. On the blue walls were painted shadows from film stars. 

The Mirror is an important
character in the video. The dolls and fruits are the seducing part.

Kitsch, Flirting, Love & A Bit More
Video
50 min/ color/ english & german
2007

A parody and truth

This video is a crazy mix of interviews with people from different countries,
body language, parties, reality, poetry, searching, loneliness and hope. One sees
strange, funny, sensitive, normal, dancing and drunk people talking about flirting,
kissing, love, feelings and fears. What is the FLIRT about? Is it always with an aim?

A main part of the project is a book called: 1001 New Flirt Expressions. I found the book online.

It is a collection with flirt expressions written for men.

The video characters:

The Rain, The Fucker, The Horse, The Risk, The Friend, The Lost Love,
The Found Love, The Passion, The Hope, The Illusion, The Hopeless,
The Nervous One, The Guitar, The Wine, He, She, We and the special guest is The Mirror

Poetry part: Inspired by my father- the poet and writer Volen Nikolaev and
two of his works The Paper Tiger and The Nostalgia Store

A part of the text:

„-I love the rain, it is as the weather is playing piano, now it is here,
but after a while far away...
The Rain
It is time to go, it is time to stop. I have other plans, but I will leave you my
most  beautiful glisten...
The Mirror:
Its me again. You are not afraid of your self, or are you? May be we all have it in our
selves- a different self. May be some of us are afraid of it, as if it is something in a
shop window. That's why they are protecting them selves with aggression, they don’t
want to understand the others and they will act this way till they have broke this other part.
The Horse:
Who are you? Why are you staring at me?
The Risk:
I am The Risk
The horse:
You are the one who make people love me!
I am just a horse in the beginning of the new century, the new era. And what about you?
The Risk
I think you are not afraid. I think we are going in the same direction. We live.
We follow one or a few versions. Destiny gives us exams and like this chooses
which one is for us. Absolutely modern exams with IQ tests and other new technologies
and brain checks. Things often happen by accident, well at least the others believe so.
The others who close them selves of, who are contend, what is acceptable to society.
This is what is called: decency. They don’t want to see the chance and to go in to
another path in the labyrinth. To meet other people, to live in a different way.
To love in a different way. To enjoy, work in a different way. They  turn their cold
face the other way, they clime the stars to the iron door and than close
it in front of the stranger. They swear the person who deals a wrong phone number.
They are afraid, oh how afraid of the feeling even of a small risk.
But he risk dose not care, it makes the present fuller, it awards us with the past,
with the memories. It gives us the right to have strange dreams...even after time gone by.
The Horse
Is there someone waiting of me?
The Risk
Is there someone waiting of us?

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