Personal Posters
photo: max wyse
I took a bag full of posters with me to Rio de Janeiro, knowing that I would do something with it.
On the beautiful terrace of a hotel on top of a hill (sorry, I forgot the name of the hotel, but it was quite expensive anyway) I knew what to do with the posters.
First I would show a poster to the audience, telling them that here was Willem Wilhelmus in ... (name of festival, city, country) then I would sit down, tape the paper on one side, cut the paper in stripes without cutting the tape and then glue the bunch of paper stripes on my head or on my chin.
After twenty something posters my head looked like transformed. For a moment I enjoyed the illusion of having long hair and a long beard.
I went around to the audience letting them take of the stripes one after another till I had my clean shaven face back again.
Performed in February 2011, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
On the beautiful terrace of a hotel on top of a hill (sorry, I forgot the name of the hotel, but it was quite expensive anyway) I knew what to do with the posters.
First I would show a poster to the audience, telling them that here was Willem Wilhelmus in ... (name of festival, city, country) then I would sit down, tape the paper on one side, cut the paper in stripes without cutting the tape and then glue the bunch of paper stripes on my head or on my chin.
After twenty something posters my head looked like transformed. For a moment I enjoyed the illusion of having long hair and a long beard.
I went around to the audience letting them take of the stripes one after another till I had my clean shaven face back again.
Performed in February 2011, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
