Waking in Winter
stage design and video work for a multimedia opera composed by Marta Haladzhun
based on the poem of Sylvia Plath
Losing their clear outlines, the fluidity of changing colours and shapes supports the abstraction and disturbing atmosphere of the sound. The complexity of the moving images is a result of manual intervention during the repetitive projections on walls, curtains and/or bathtub. No post-production took place.
Waking in Winter by Sylvia Plath
I can taste the tin of the sky —- the real tin thing.
Winter dawn is the color of metal,
The trees stiffen into place like burnt nerves.
All night I have dreamed of destruction, annihilations —-
An assembly-line of cut throats, and you and I
Inching off in the gray Chevrolet, drinking the green
Poison of stilled lawns, the little clapboard gravestones,
Noiseless, on rubber wheels, on the way to the sea resort.
How the balconies echoed! How the sun lit up
The skulls, the unbuckled bones facing the view!
Space! Space! The bed linen was giving out entirely.
Cot legs melted in terrible attitudes, and the nurses —-
Each nurse patched her soul to a wound and disappeared.
The deathly guests had not been satisfied
With the rooms, or the smiles, or the beautiful rubber plants,
Or the sea, Hushing their peeled sense like Old Mother Morphia.
tape, fabric, LED lamps, threads, projections
video / sound 00:45:05 (no sound during the performance)
the performance has taken place on 9th of February 2024
in collaboration with composer Marta Haladzhun
multimedia Opera – Installation for a singer, instruments, electronics, light and video
Marta Haladzhun