Who are you?
What are you hiding under the visceral body?
What do you see in yourself?
Is it ugliness, vulnerability, pain, compassion?
Is it secret masks you wanna drop badly?
Is it your most loving self?
Performance piece as part of multimedia film screening KATARSIS. The film was directed by KA&HA
The event aims to engage the audience in the underlying ideas of the film and therefore the screening will be complimented by a whirlwind of live music (Fräzer), performance (P Sall Lam Toro, Au2) and various interactive elements.
The short film “Katarsis” explores the subject of modern media culture - its effects on the individual as well as our society’s obsession with self-exposure and nostalgia.
Location: Platform 4, Aalborg, Denmark
Body Corporeal Manifesto
Body, body visceral
Flesh until hitting bone (x2)
Body, body corporeal
Imagination until lost in the astral (x2)
Body, body visceral
Flesh until hitting bone
Limbs dissected in salt
Processed salt inducing body cries
Body cries, gastric storms
Blood screaming in my veins from ancestors
Those, lived bodies
Came from the ground soil
The tint of the soil is imprinted in our skin
Soil, reflecting mirror, soil
Soil, reflecting mirror, soil
Soil translated into utmost nothingness
A paralysis of the flesh
Video: in collaboration with Clive Ruder
Lutos de Amor: Linear Nor Life - Live Performance
Performed at Bloody Milk Gallery
Photos by Gergana K.
Performance Diary Entry for Lutos de Amor: Linear Nor Life
18th April 2018
I began wearing black garments only since the 3rd April in order to activate a process of mourning in my body; to create a wearing of Western mourning symbology within the body; to force my body to grieve at conscious and unconscious levels. The first days were unbearable as my body is not habituated to wear so much black for so long and I must add that I sensed a sort of concern for myself in wearing too much black as I have studied chromotherapy long enough to learn that colors must not be abused like anything in life. However, this context here is different and it required my full use of black since it symbolized for me a journey into the unknown and a full embrace of such notion.
Black garments became heavy onto the body as the process of mourning crystallized over the days and the memories of my objects of mourning intensified more and more until I got reconnected with anger and brutal sadness invaded my skin and pores and flesh and visceral heart. I grew tired of black and frustrated at black and couldn’t breathe any more black at times. I saw myself wanting to drop naked in the middle of a busy street in Aalborg and run in the sun bare-skin. I longed for white garments more and more as white gives me hyper-focusness and order.. I longed for the focus of white as my head went in several directions at the same time. The mind entered the subconscious with no warning and stayed there for a while. I would be very strict with black and wearing it always when i am outside and not wearing it when i go to bed and wake up and do my morning rituals. But even that changed later. Black took over my bed and morning rituals too.
Dreams have been recorded since the 3rd April to track the process at unconscious level too and to interpret what was happening. I observed that my dreams were not so cryptic as before or perhaps it was more a case of my intuition suddenly becoming more refined over the days so i could immediately decode certain things I couldn’t decode before in my dreams. Both levels of consciousness and subconsciousness began to synchronize slowly and deeply resulting in emotional attuning so strong I began to embrace unexpected joy and found unconditional love for myself in there.
I grew comfort with black now and it became a second skin I cannot rip away. I never thought this would be the outcome. I imagined that I rather would grow hate towards black and that it would be always something so forceful.
I took black to images as well changing every social media profile with b&w old pictures of myself naked in the dark. My black body in the darkness of a black background.
Video Installation & Live Performance Piece "A Jehovah Non-Tradition of X-Mas"
- I am a child of a Jehovah Witness.
- I am also a child of a Jehovah Witness.
- Catholic Christmas ended in my home in 2011 when my mother converted.
- I have never had any type of Christmas in our home.
- Would you join me in one?
- Yes of course.
- Would you, others?
- Sit at our table and look thy neighbor in the eye.
- Feed thy neighbor.
- Love thy neighbor.
This video installation and live participatory performance piece investigates a genealogy of religion first of all. We explore a common presence of Jehovah Witness doctrines in different households growing up. Within this specific history, we join together to pursue a practice of Christmas traditions which have been ghosted from our lives at different levels despite always peeping at us from shopping malls, TV ads, films and animation series, public, social Christmas traditions, friends, other family members, etc. However, we intend to create a hybrid Christmas tradition experience where we seek the true spirit of Christmas, our own Christmas, through a visual expression of love. We invite the audience to share this new tradition. Each year we will bring and explore this new tradition-universe further and deeply.
Performed at 1000fryd art room hall, Aalborg, 19.12.17
Videography - Rasmus Albertsen
Concept and Live Performance - Sall Lam Toro and Au2Pilot (Jon Niemi Poulsen)
A multimedia performance regarding social constructs of gender and an attempt to reverse the process of such constructs rendering the body into a state of ‘ungenderness’.
How could we explore a way in which the body could initiate a process of reversal into abandoning gendered behaviour and expectations from early socialization? For many subjectivities, the experience of gender fostered by their birth sex causes trauma and desolation in many cases since we live in major hetero-normative societies that demand accurate stereotypical performances based on sex/gender.
‘Ungendered Body’ is an attempt to understand blackness, gender, sexuality, my own personal body history inserted in heteronormative, patriarchal, white, spaces, yet, yearning to move away from ideological projections that hurt us. These ideological projections come from these spaces. Just like Luce Irigaray attempted to create a writing form – écriture feminine- or a feminine language, more of a poetic language created by women and for women (which is relevant although incredibly essentialist and separatist), or Donna Harraway writing cyborg manifestos attempting to recreate the body rejecting patriarchal notions of the body, or Patrick Johnson attempting to write an anti-essentialist blackness that could take different forms, genders, sexualities and identities, just to name a few… Like them, I attempt to create a visual, physical and sensorial, artistic language in order to re-ascribe gender and blackness by first render the body incredibly aware and sensitized regarding ways in which the black body has been pathologized, denied, tortured, in modern times; moreover, ways in which we perform a black gender and ways in which our bodies become ‘performed’ by the other, by regulatory power and practices and institutional structures. These processes occur through ideological projections, expectations, coercion, violence resulting in trauma for instance at times when we become racialized – and of course this kind of racialization occurs with another – specially a white other. This first phase is captured in the video performance narrative where Nele, Jonas and I have together created these visual metaphors of trauma and body violence. The poetry aids these images at taking shape and form a powerful narrative.
Poetry & Soundscapes with AU2
"Jackdaw 1998" (2017)
Cavities bowing in all directions
the external body transmutes in dessaroi
disconcerted - fragmented
The cavities attempting an assemblage
The devil devours the mother
She, taking destruction by the horns
yet the body does not fear
the body does not feel only sees
the betrayal of the cavities inside
the legs tremble
the devil hiding
he peaks in disguise never turning its back
It brings a celestial sky of lies
yet the sentiment of eminent danger is laughing in his mouth
the devil takes you to swing in the ballroom
infatuating the eyes with fire and opium
the body spins a thousand times handing itself over for eternity
tropical grounds i never wish to stop dancing on
and vanishing remnants of a dream
A session of poetry with AU2's (aka Jon Tobias Niemi Poulsen) soundscapes. Performed at BoxTown at Aquavit, Aalborg, DK
Black/SEA is an improv madness of a body trapped in dark seas of electrifying beats by AU2PILOT. Sall Lam Toro embodies this creature that keeps fighting to escape this sea made of tape threads.
Performed at 1000Fryd, AAlborg