Flying luggage
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| Duration: | approx. 3 hours |
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Marina Abramovic Institute West, San Francisco, USA |
Live performance
In this performance Yingmei flies with her luggage in an 800 m2 empty space. Yingmei brings people into her visual fantasy world, and one can experience her imagination and the risks she takes in life.
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“I am flying, I see my childhood in the sea, and oh, now I see a large family photo floating in the water. In the photograph my parents are sitting on a chair, and we are standing around both of them, we are all laughing.”
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“I am flying, I am flying. I fly into a strange city. I can’t see the city very clearly because there are many clouds. In the distance in the street, I see many naked men, they all move towards me – they are very tall and have big erect penises. I am afraid so I hide inside the luggage and they do not see me.”
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“I am flying, I am flying. I fly into a big store. I see many broken figurines, ...I see the Happy Prince, he looks very sad, and he is already about 200 years old. He can not see any more, but he can still hear...“Happy Prince, can I help you?...””
“I am flying, i am flying, now i am in San franzisco, i am in the street, and now iwant to see how the people looks like here,.. I am flying, now i am in a very big space, oh, i am at marina abramoive instittue, then i description different “art works here.””
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“I am flying and I see a big desert, I can see a group of people they appear very excited because it is the first time they have been in a desert. However a storm erupts and the sand start to move around everyone so it became difficult to see. The wind is so strong they can hardly breathe any more. They are almost dead, In this moment I see a green tree in the wind, and one sheep baaa, ...
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“I am flying, I am flying, and time is passing very quickly. Now I am in the future, and am 50 years old, I already have very bad health. I look very old. I am sitting on a sofa. I live alone with my dog, and he speaks to me sometimes. It appears that I will probably die some time in the near future. ...suddenly it becomes dark in front of my eyes, and ...
When I wake up, some people wearing white clothes take me to the hospital. They tell me that I have a mental illness, and I should be cured. I try to let them know that I am normal, but they do not listen, and instead bring me to a place where there are many strange people.
One old woman has a balloon walking towards a bridge. The balloon starts to become heavy, while smiling she lets me and some other people help her. In a corner in front of a window, an old man hugs a doll, their heads touch and sometimes he kisses the doll.
Another man always takes his luggage with him everywhere he goes. A voice comes from one of the bags it keeps singing ”boring life, boring life…”
