CAMILLA PEETERS
Birds fight their way out of eggs, caterpillars fight their way into perfectly silken eggs to become their next self. There is fluttering of wings to be heard everywhere if one just listens. The air itself is swollen with Thymos. A trail of wings leads to the edge of life…
In my project I outline and trace, weigh and whip, j’essaie de vous expliquer, a now almost complete year in which I have been engaged in the building of a personal mythology. Taken roughly, the project consists of two thematic arches, under which many characters dwell. As my background is in writing, rather than in music, I have in my creative practice always supplied much written supportive material, often even starting off pieces that are not visual or alphabetic in nature, by spelling them out. Hence a text accompanies below performance collage.