ARTIST PROFILE

Brigita Zrustova

  • Czech Republic (b. 1985 in Litomysl)
  • Currently in Paris, France.
  • I express myself through intermedia artwork. I work with video, an installation, a performance, but I also work with musicians, dancers and other artists.
The Walls no.1

The Walls no.1

  • 2019
  • 35 min, 2 sec

  • The performance was introduced as a part of Nuit Blanche 2019 in the 14th Paris district. The question of material world versus the spiritual one became the issue. ...

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    The Walls no.1 | 2019

The performance "The Walls no.1" together with Markéta Langová, improvisation on the violin and Věra Aknine, the flute, was introduced as a part of Nuit Blanche 2019 in the 14th Paris district. The question of material world versus the spiritual one became the issue. The performance developes the research on possibilities of cooperation with musicians and their roles and the questions of space, stage design and costumes are dealt with. Three everyday activities, eating, reading, sleeping. Dinner is prepared on the table - a black baguette and a cup of a black drink. I enter the place of gallery which I it adapted as a normal living room. I look at the hanging photograph, I sit down at the table and turn on the sound to the projected video showing scars on houses - kind of prints of people and their stories. Sometimes the voice of people from the street can be heard. I start eating a bit affectedly, the aim is to finish all meal and drink. As soon as it is finished, the role of the musician, who accompanied my dinner by playing the flute, changes. She comes to me and attaches all objects I touched, I left a print in them, to my body. The music improvisation continues. I read an extract from An Ordinary Life by Karel Čapek in Czech, about preparing for death. As soon as I finish reading, the book is tied to my neck. I lie down to sleep completely wrapped in a tangle of threads that became entangled like the tracks of my previous movement. What do things around us mean to us? They will be there long after our hearts stop beating. We can not take them away but we attach a great importance to them. Can we inscribe our emotions in them and leave them as a message for our descendants? Or is there so many things that we leave just rubbish which will be a nuisance. To what extent do things tie us down? Photo: Yann BOHAC