The World as a Stage

MARIE DE BRUGEROLLE

The passing of familiar landscapes is accompanied by a loss of familiar perceptions, of the feelings derived from human senses – of sight, and then gravity. The laws of gravity may still apply in the oceans, but a thousand metres below the surface there is no way of telling whether you're rising or falling.

Wake up.

I am awake. 

Sure you’re awake and your mind is focused, but you are dreaming the wrong dream. 

All mankind is trapped within a waking dream of a world that doesn't exist. We live in an imaginary cosmos of taxonomic tables and norms, incapable of perceiving nature as it really is. Unable to comprehend how everything is interwoven, interlinked and irretrievably connected, we grade it and rank it, and set ourselves at the head. To make sense of things, we need symbols and idols, and we pronounce them real. We invent hierarchies and gradations that distort time and place. We have to see things in order to comprehend them, but in the act of picturing them we fail to understand. Our eyes are wide open, and yet we are blind. Look into the darkness, look at what lies at the heart of the Earth. It's dark.

The darkness is threatening.

Why should it be? It deprives us of the co-ordinates of visible existence, but is that so terrible?Nature exists independent of our eyes, and it's bursting with variety. It's only through the lens of prejudice that it appears impoverished – because we judge it in terms of what we find pleasing. We always see ourselves, even in the flickering of a screen. 

Ideas are tumbling through her mind. Her thoughts disperse in all directions through the darkness of the Sea.

Driven towards or away by the gaze 

WAKE (TO WAKE UP, “THE HOLE OR OPENING IN ICE”

Circulation, currency

Eternal return, the repetition of the movement

The sea is a distance an iIllusion of emptiness, but its completely full 

Visualising hidden things 

SHIP as a reminder of the ongoing migrant and refugee crisis

Slave ships were floating tombs, 

Wrecked and wretched boats keep moving. 

the wake is a state of wakefulness 

Wake bring a place thats a surface 

to now a state of consciousness

FEELING THE WAKE

a boat, even a wrecked and wretched boat still has all possibtilities of moving

THE HISTORY OF THE SEA

Position of the wake: a position of deep hurt and of deep knowledge

The sea (My sister | refugees, slavery : The sea dragging you into an unknown territory, an unstable ground.

impact of labour on the thing thats being laboured 

the labour of wheeling the effort and strengths t skill these animals 

father / potatoes - farming, 

This is a whales body turned inside out, the outer layer of skin peeled back revealing the oceans interior. The images made, swallowed our sight like the quicksand lured our feet in, sucking us into this unknown world.

REFUGEE CRISIS 

SLAVE TRADE / 

CULTURAL REPRESENTATION 

LABOUR / WORK