Larysa Bauge

In the trilogy BEATBEET I explore the topic of identity through the notion of forcefeeding. We are force-fed with the ideas of who we are, just like children are force fed with the food they hate. I use beetroots as a folkloric element and a symbol of an eastern european country side to which I was told I belong. It is also the food I was force fed.

In the trilogy BEATBEET I explore the topic of identity through the notion of forcefeeding. We are force-fed with the ideas of who we are, just like children are force fed with the food they hate. I use beetroots as a folkloric element and a symbol of an eastern european country side to which I was told I belong. It is also the food I was force fed.

In the trilogy BEATBEET I explore the topic of identity through the notion of forcefeeding. We are force-fed with the ideas of who we are, just like children are force fed with the food they hate. I use beetroots as a folkloric element and a symbol of an eastern european country side to which I was told I belong. It is also the food I was force fed.

I beat the air with a leather belt again and again as long as the choir music lasts. In my latest pieces I am looking for a maximum content in a minimum of visual material. I explore the energy of the moment, possibility of getting into a performance state, trance state. The repetition, the sound or belt piercing through the air, combined with accompaniment of a choir creates a sort of a ritual where multiple interpretations are possible. Yet exploring the relationship between a human and this world, a human and the others, a human and themselves.

Group performance on the topic of mental issues. Collaboration with the Ensemlbe Modelo62.

We explore 200 m of red curtain, that becomes a sort of arena for interaction between individuals that barely know each other.

...give him a mask and he will tell you the truth...

...their roots give names to all things...

A cycle of performances inspired by the observation of neighbors and workers of the Hague china town where I used to live and their way of dealing with the reality. My acts are metaphors of loneliness, vulnerability, impossibility of a balance, trespassing, being on the spotlight but still invisible. Together the acts form a site-specific route, where the starting point is the bank of the river (canal) and the destination - the stairs of the gallery.

8 hours/one night lasting exploration.

​ "You have to fall asleep up there in the light. You have to be awake down in the dark. Up in the light, the heart is abandoned, surrendered. Because it has arrived in that light, without forcing any door and even without opening it, without having crossed lintels of light and shadow, without effort and without any protection ". ​Maria Zambrano