Every visualisation of the selected videos to launch PAV will be for free until October 1, 2023, thanks to the generous contribution of the featured artists.
From her experience with theatre companies devising ensemble public performances, a practice known as ‘visual site-specific theatre’ rooted in the happenings of the sixties and seventies, Kirsten Heshusius has performed in public spaces as a solo practitioner for over a decade. She describes her work as a visual poetry evoking universal ideas about the world and life. Her site-specific performances are often based on autobiographical events but are connected with the political side of society. Seeking the transformation of the materials in relation to her body, Heshusius creates impacting yet minimal visual metaphors. Because the body functions as a mirror, she elicits, through these transformations, the memory of emotions. Despite these identifiable elements, a subconscious layer exists within the process, an imaginary, metaphysical or poetic given. A large part of any new work is, therefore, intuitive.
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Only by undergoing abuse do I now see it around me all the time—not only the abuse I experienced but also racism, gender inequality, abuse of the planet and the underlying structures of power. What strikes me in my waking up process is that the victims of whatever abuse suffer silently. Speaking up about it doesn’t help most of the time because people don’t believe you or tell you it wasn’t all that bad, whereby they are causing extra harm and isolation. I understand this mechanism of disbelief now. If you acknowledge abuse, you must step out of your comfort zone and leave behind this false sense of security. You have to take responsibility. Most people won’t do this. I stepped out of the groove—I cannot be silence(d) anymore.