Liedlein Für Gigi (Songs for Gigi)
June 6-9 2019
A box with strings, two musicians, a voice. Sometimes the most direct path to hope is through simplicity. Inside of a hand made mini theater shapes, colors, and lights dance and flicker. The shapes are all linear, squares, rectangles and triangles, calling to a cityscape. Hidden in the dark, Benjim Verdonk creates moments of practical magic with a delicate virtuosity. The shapes move with a careful and meditative slowness as he relates fragments of conversations he’s had with his youngest daughter around the time of the Paris attacks. Verdonck sent me an English translation of the text that was written in German. Some excerpts are simple, about ponytails and sandwiches with strawberry jam. Some are less simple.
“what did those people do, she ask
because they are angry
why are they angry
because they are poor”
We are brought through the handmade theater that houses shapes and lights and colors into some of the confusion and wonder that it is to be a 7 year old trying to understand the impossible, and an adult trying to explain it.
And then, the theater lights come on, and Verdonk emerges from the darkness simply and earnestly singing us a lullaby. “Our house is a very very very fine house” an innocent wish– a fervent hope that we can all hold collectively– that if he tells us everything will be okay, that it will be–punctuated with a single cymbal clash in the middle, we must not go into this world asleep.
Photo: Kurt Van Der Elst