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echoes_quick scan_Dame de Pic/cie. Karine Ponties: HAVRAN by Zsuzsanna Komjáthy

Out of balance
There is a man lying face down on the ground. Under his mouth, he holds a huge long bamboo stick. Some deep music mutters just like the noises directly before the sky falls down.

photo: Roland Szabo
After a while, the man gets up slowly with the stake between his teeth, and the dark dance begins: man and stick in a robust, rustic duet where everything seems to be pointless and haphazard. We could pair some meanings to the movements (i.e. we could say that Jaro Viňarský acts like a scarecrow) – but I prefer not to search for concrete meanings. Why? Because Karine Ponties’ Havran is actually a poetic summary of a state of being; a chunky asseveration of a subverted world order, where everything just begins to tip out of balance.
Viňarský is both the builder and the sustainer of the world around himself; he creates a wrong, hostile environment and his movements cannot find their place in that. Fighting and abdication follows each other in his movements, there’s no chance for escape.
Zsuzsanna Komjáthy – member of KÖM by L1 Association

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