Meine drei Großmütter.

"That was all much more complicated than you think!" – "Pull yourself together!" – "Never go to sleep without having learned something!"

I remember memories—my own, those told to me, and even invented ones. I extend my right arm, and suddenly, from another posture, a different memory emerges... A thought, translated into a gesture, becomes audible, remains a sound, is put on ice.

The Archive of Fleeting Things is itself fleeting—only to be rebuilt elsewhere, in another form, with different colors and questions. In this current work, the performers archive three fleeting things: Meret Kiderlen’s grandmothers.

What I did:

  • Designing the speaker-family-tree

  • Designing Soundscapes and Sound Effects, editing the interviews

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