Breath /Break #5 - Mads Floor Andersen

Breath /Break is a series of work that carries a destructive element to it or as people have described it: self-destructive. One part of the series is an attempt to deal with set notions of self and the social tendency of singularising, territorialising and separation, such as identity, nationalism, career and ideas. In opposition I seek to highlight images made of diversity, fragility, temporary and unfolding processes. Thus breaking is about destroying fixed notions, which lies within our social tendencies and myself, yet it is also a destruction, which encourages transformation and processes of heterogenesis* as nothing is lost, only because it looses its form.

*Heterogenesity is an expression of desire, of becoming that is always in the process of adapting, transforming and modifying itself, in relation to its environment.’ (Felix Guattari)

Part 5

How does time pass? – Go up in smoke and is transformed? His face burned away and candles came to an end. A tear fell and Rakia was drunk – empty bottles, drunk bodies and blurred minds. The totem fell, wax stains on the floor in all worldly colours. Yellow candle and a red string turning black under the flame. Dead hair, wood chops, olive stones – Meze – and roman kids with nail polish on their dirty fingers.

Beauty and chaotic feed each other, drink together Salute! Na zdravie! Skål! Prost! Cheers! This place is not what it once was – it stinks! Stinks of burned cables. George Michael sings his greatest hits, while a knot is being undone. It is all entangled: the faces, the objects, the feelings, alcohol, broken porcelain and conversations: “could you pass my that?” Who asked? Who gave? A pain in my palm and food in my gut have left me scared and full - it will all eventually vanish. Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s dance before tonight will be forever gone and turned into ash in our flammable hearts. Let me hold your balance before you go up in smoke. Let me do your nails in my favourite colours, before they flake away and give me a hug when lying on the floor his photo has now burned and his name has now dissolved into the air.

Presented as part of Co-existance

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