Carta Bianca ( White Page)
The weaving of months, October entwining itself with February, playing with time and space, interlocking pages.
Athens calling…
An invitation to publish , from Ariana E Kalliga, Curator in Residence at Space52, Athens, Greece.
‘Meet Me Here…’ my Hybrid performance text will be published as part of the autumn programme of Carta Bianca, an online publication, exploring writing, interviews and short texts that reflect the shared experiences, and knowledge spurred by 2020.
This has been published alongside ‘Athens-Movement Notes’ (February blog post ) opening up new thoughts about text and interlocking space, and my growing relationship with this city…
https://www.space52.gr/stills-for-a-game/
Slipping back in time again, early lockdown…
I return to the white room
my bare arm stretches
across
the space of the screen
my hand
begins to caress
a small bunch
of wild flowers
fleetingly plucked
from the pernicious
exterior
I
slowly
press
rub
crush
release
until tender caress
is replaced
with a falling away
until my hand
is empty.
I think about homeopathy, telling stains, poisons, cures…
‘Caress’ – video performance is selected for II Edition International Festival of Minimal Urban Performance in vídeo , curated by Elia Torrecilla, Spain.
https://urbanbodyinaction.wixsite.com/noturbanbodyinaction
The festival starts it’s screening tour in Dordrecht, Netherlands and continues on to Bilbao, Valencia, Granada, Madrid, Spain , Portugal, Brazil, Canada and Mexico 2020/2021
part of me is on the move again…
Things have come full circle.
New conversations and audiences start to surface again…
Late summer, Phoenix Athens Gallery re emerges as a real space , and I receive an invitation from the curator Christina Makris to screen my video piece ‘My Hybrid…’as part of ‘Art Instead’, an international showcase for the online artists who took part in the residency programme.
My work once again feels nomadic.
I am slipping through borders once again…this time limb my limb…responsive choreography within a hybrid space.
Instagram: @nicolezaaroura
@phoenixathens_gallery
And so I travel to you in Athens, from this ‘new space’…a room that I have slept in for the past 20 years.
I follow my own scattered instructions. A wall, scuffled domestic white.
I lock the door. It’s important. I have my phone to film, and two stools.
This hybrid space, within a hybrid space…like an envelope , a dislocation , a new game.
In isolation I still lock the door…
I stay with it…
In this white field
listen…
an outstretched hand.
Isolation.
Taught fingers
an elongated arm
our rolling distance
this is how we talk
mutating, twisting
intimate hybrid.
Slowly slowly
did I mention
that I am sitting across
from nothing?
I spell and dispel…
a new invitation arrives…
previous residency plans for PhoenixAthens Gallery, Athens, suspended, shifted, maybe even buried…
In its place, an invitation to become the first Online Artist in Residence as part of the Art Instead programme, an Instagram takeover for three weeks .
A space I do not yet know how to respond to, navigate, or touch.
How to touch it? How do I connect. Some kind of long distance call? If I raise my voice will they hear me?
Will I walk through sliding doors?
Tangled thoughts continue to push out through my body…shallow breath…
