I was always wondering what is the core experience of going back to basic in any kind of art… I knew it existed, that artists practiced it… but I never truly felt it myself. I never went through it or experienced it… still, it was always somewhere in the air… this idea of going back to the basic…
But today, after this 4-month journey with Tino Sehgal’s live artwork… I feel like somewhere I have touched that root…
Humans are maybe the only species who can effortlessly move and create shapes with their hands, fingers, body… and in these four months we were deeply exploring this very natural quality of our species… quietly, slowly… revealing and understanding the basic shapes and movements of our own body… without representing any form, we became the form… standing there in front of thousands of visitors…
And most of them were genuinely curious…
some were drawing us…
some wrote while watching…
some danced with us…
some cried, laughed, hugged, kissed…
and some just walked away…
But as a being, I feel deeply connected to witness these thousands of unique expressions through this work…
And somewhere alongside all this… there is also another feeling I cannot ignore… a quiet unrest…
why do we still choose violence…
why is the world holding on to wars…
why do we do things to each other…
when we could simply sit… and witness how vast and beautiful this life is… and still we choose to hurt, to destroy, to lose each other…
Maybe going back to the basic is not only about art… maybe it is something we need… to remember how small we are… how fragile… and how simply we can live… how gently we can be with each other… without harming, without proving… just being…
So today, I feel it in a very simple way… I will keep returning… not to find something new… but to come back to what was always here… like coming home… like nature… quiet, alive, and enough…
