Category Archives: Public intervention

ArtEvict, performing in a squat

Last Tuesday I found myself into a squat in Camberwell watching an ArtEvict event. I knew nothing in advance; I came across ArtEvict website and I had this gut feeling that something interesting is going on there. I emailed them and they sent me the address of the event at my mobile. I arrived outside a concrete building which didn’t write anything at the door, neither had a bell. I text Kiki, the girl who organises the events, and she opened me. She dragged me into a labyrinthine building full of vintage old furnitures, crafts and placards. People were hanging around, eating at the stairs, drinking in a converted bar-living room, chatting, smoking, sleeping, doing their stuff or doing nothing. I walked through the rooms and everybody was friendly and relaxed, greeting and smiling at me. It was nice.

I went into the room where ArtEvict was taking place. Two performers were sitting in a suitcase hitting rhythmically their chests with their fists crossed straight to their hearts. After a while their chest was bleeding. I noticed that they had pins on their palms. After the piece was over I met Ben, one of the performers and Kiki’s partner, and I asked him to show me his hands (aouts).

Ben Sebastien (The Greestone Group)

The second piece was by Fabiola Paz (The Greestone Group) and Annalaura (Leibniz). They stood one opposite the other and they ‘tortured’ a gum, stretching it as far as it can go… (Actually there wasn’t only one but four gums)

An awkward duo entered the room. They could be engineers, scientists, crazy, technicians, married, whatever. They made noise and light. Then drunk some wine and left. Pourquoi pas?

The whole night the place were busy. Artists were doing their thing. There was no proper stage or seats, neither a program or ‘concept-project-theme’, there wasn’t any need. Everything went on naturally, in a totally self-managing and genuine way. The need of expression and the feeling of the space was enough to create what we call ‘community’. The audience consisted of both young and old people -artists, squatters, visitors, friends and or just curious.

As Ben explains in an article he wrote: “This is what ArtEvict is all about; support, yet more specifically supporting body. All too often within art industries and institutions there is still a marginalising or exclusion of live and body work, with the exception of a certain few, key figures. New generations and scenes of artists, our generation, this scene, do not get a look in. So we don’t bother anymore. We make our own and we support each other and share and talk about what it is where doing, that is why the alternative communities of squats have been some instrumental in ArtEvict.” (Benjamin Sebastian)

iAround: London shooting (1)

Last Saturday we shot the 3 first videos in three different locations of London: Blackfriars, Saint Paul’s square and New Cross. The performers were Kalia, Eutuxia and Elena. Our only tool was just a flip camera and our legs. The day in numbers:

  • 7xlm walking to find the the right locations
  • 1o tube line changes
  • 12hours wondering/improvising/filming
  • 31 hot London degrees
  • 6 apples, 1 google mask and 1 wedding dress (Elena bought it for 5pounds in Brixton market)

Below is just a taste…

1) Kalia and her apples

After 1/5h of walking we were lost somewhere between London Bridge and Tower Bridge  -bridges are a London highlight but not this time. I have always difficulty in distinguishing London bridges (the Americans should had the same problem when they bought the London bridge instead of the Tower bridge). We found ourselves sweat, walking at the Queen Victoria St towards Saint Paul when we stopped to have some rest and eat the apples that Kalia was carrying 2 days in her bag. We suddenly realised that the building where we sat was an amazing Victorian-style house with a backyard and a wonderful wooden curved door. Kalia changed her clothes quickly behind a tree and drag me behind the house where we found a quiet spot where started doing her thing. She might not ate her apples (not in a conventional way) but she did use them with an inspiring way.

2) Eutuxia: Square diving

Eytuxia was waiting for us at the Saint Paul’s square. She had just come from an Asian Festival. She has been at her graduation so, accidentally she had a pair of high hills with her while  in the middle of the square a guy was playing some really nice music in a floral (!) piano. Eutuxia walked like a star and then she was ready to dive… in the tiny fountains of the marble sculpture.

3) Elena, a mad bride at New Cross Rd

I’ve found the spot. A freaky, underground place outside a vintage-like an old-boudoir- shop with some shabby sofas on the pavement. ‘I know this place’ Elena said to me ‘c’mon now to zip my wedding dress’. We made a whole story out of nothing.  She got the look that every disappointed (or not) bride could have. Domestic craziness, violent phonecalls, and exciting transformations from a sweet princess to a beast that tries to escape.

We had no equipment and we din’t make any previous preparation. We worked with what the place and the moment could give us and the pieces were an one off.  A unique performance that couldn’t be repeated -even if we wanted to- as an ambulance’s alarm would be missing,  a mobile ring,  a piano in the middle of Saint Paul’s square or just a curious passenger trying to figure out wtf is going on with ‘thez people’ …

to be continued!