Concert performance by Anja Novak, 2020
in collaboration with Tomaž Grom
My body.
My cage, my corset, my support, security, prison, protection.
I am a cage, a captive, an instrument. I sound when Grom strikes.
I make art out of myself.
If I manage to survive. Marina says:
Art must be beautiful. Others say:
The artist must be hungry. We will not stop you from living but we will give you the best chances for dying.Being an artist.
Against all odds. A last chance not
to die. Because this is my last chance, the doctor told me. And you are
looking at it. Because I let you. Dealing with my own shit alone is boring.
29 jan at 18:00 / premiere - Nova pošta
