Everyone has big house, but no one lives in it

2020- ongoing

Abandoned houses play music of laughter and cries. too many doors to choose from. no clear pathways. we stay outside pretending we’re inside.

It’s easier this way. we’re used to surviving off leftover hope. it’s in our blood, neurons and astral molecules. Wwe believe ourselves to be the lonely seed, blown from the flowers of our ancestral tree.

It’s difficult to grow on concrete, we think. these layers stacked up, one for each revolution.

At least they keep our bodies warm at night.

But we still can’t make sense of these dreams where the smell of rotting roots seeps from our collective subconscious.

Everyone has big house, but no one lives in it is part of ongoing performance-as-research project Your pain is humming in my vertebrae in collaboration with Byuka Krow and Dovydas Laurinaitis.

This project is a workshop-performance seeking to identify, approach and integrate our ancestral inheritances. It is framed by the Soviet occupation and the times before, during and after the transition to capitalism. The first phase of this process will begin in December where we will trace the mother-figure ancestral line through interviews and create poetic texts as a way to unify this knowledge within ourselves.

We are looking for participants to join us in this process by becoming part of a WhatsApp group. This group will be used to share instructions for this game of creation and reflection, and as an exhibition space for the poetic texts that we will make. Note that no previous creative writing experience is necessary. Our invitation is open to anyone who wants to play around with generating artistic content.