Isn’t it time you let me go? (i) with late Araz ALi Boyati
Bodies, water, a crow, goat heart, water drum, used tea-dust, camphor, incense sticks, candles, four black and white flags, several scriptures and notes, 5 mystic songs, 4 hours
Ephemeral: Perennial, Bengal Arts Program, 2016
Photo: Sayed Asif Mahmud
That spirit is with us when we are alive. We can feel it weighing down on us when we are troubled. We forget the spirit during our drive-in life. This performance is about diving deep into the self. A spiritual saying from Bengal about self-search is being repeated by a practising Fakir. How to get close to the self? How to know myself? How will I know life around me if I don’t know myself at all?
The performance is a time and space search within and beyond the self. The performativity stands out with audiences in an immersive state. These Bengal Fakirs flow the thoughts like a river in a spontaneous rhythm, which brings the practice closer to us, but keeps it unsolvable until we take an interest in life. In this performance, being at the moment of authenticity, I questioned the answer to what it means to be open.