I’m online daily. My mind leaves the body in order to be reborn in a carefully curated databody – pictures of a vacation in Puerto Rico, ironic bursts towards mass media, spreading liberal ideas on politics – long live the minorities and stop eating meat. Like, comment, like.
I feel that my sense of reality is twisted. My soul runs free, but the body feels left behind in submission. When was the last time I touched someone? It’s like there’s a strange membrane between me and rest of the people – it seems transparent but it’s not. People can look inside, but it is really hard for me to see who is on the outside and sometimes it doesn’t even matter as long as someone is there. Sometimes it gets so hot under the surface that I feel like I’m going to run out of oxygen. It feels like I’m trapped in a sauna. Someone else is in control of the temperature and I’m just there, covering my ears with palms of my hands, waiting for the heat to drop. Because with the heat comes purification, right?
“THE SAUNA” is a choreography of sharp ideas full of determination, presence and response of the human body. The stage is set for movement, sound and visuals to merge into a narrative that examines the modern understanding of vunerability and the sense of life in the midst of our digital revolution.
