Sometimes I visualize myself back in the belly of my mother
Musical performance that enchants, moves, and stops time in its tracks
Mees Vervuurt (NL)
Sometimes I visualize myself back in the belly of my mother sees five female singers in an empty space, waiting for a response, a confirmation. The cry in the space ricochets back and forth as the sounds slowly become dissonant to each other. There is no response, no confirmation, just a distortion of the echo. In a crumbling world, the longing increases to return to the womb; the starting point that envelops life, cut off from outside.
The musical performance shows an abstract world that prompts you to edge towards the singers in recognizable, realistic elements. Warm and cutting harmonies become tangible amid the faltering sounds of unfinished sentences.