Ripple/ Κυμάτωση
October 2019 | Exhibition in Averoff Foundation, Metsovo | GREECE
curated by L. Tsikouta
curated by L. Tsikouta
Video credits
Effie Halivopoulou, concept, videography and sound mapping
Nikos Falagas animation, montage
Tim Ward sound design
Videography and sound mapping locations in New York, Metsovo, Batumi, and Tbilisi.
Effie Halivopoulou, concept, videography and sound mapping
Nikos Falagas animation, montage
Tim Ward sound design
Videography and sound mapping locations in New York, Metsovo, Batumi, and Tbilisi.
Strolling by the riverbed where the water flows and deviates randomly. Wavy sparks of energy appear and are spent all in a split second as the water continually comes together and moves apart. This endless movement seems futile when observed over a longer period. Water contains, nourishes, hides, unearths, floats, sweeps away, reveals and invades, conquering space with its formless matter. Its volume and energy depend on space and time. Hasty living organisms barge out of its womb while others remain inside, kept in a state of eternal preservation.
Strolling in the city people gather and disperse randomly. Clusters of bodies create sparks of energy, which dissipate in split seconds as the people move apart. This endless movement seems futile when observed over a longer period. The gathering and dispersals within the city are not planned – instead it is the time of day that shapes the volume of the gatherings, the pace and speed of movement that modifies the collective energy.
In the video Ripple/Κυμάτωση, 2019, visual and acoustic material has been drawn from a span of two years spent traveling and experiencing both urban and rural environments. In nature, my skin expands; it does not belong to the body as it binds instead with the universe. In the city, it becomes a boundary armature. I restrict my limbs to a limited reach. I adapt to a set of cultural rules of bodily behaviour that the body itself remembers. The images in the video coexist in a random trajectory. The video is the visualization of an emotional bodily sense of a reflected tree in a pool in New Jersey, my father’s hands while cultivating the soil, the sound within Aladinos cave on Andros, the frogs that croak in a lake in Tbilisi, the motionless trees in Batumi, the industrial sound of downtown New York, the wheat agitated by the wind on Andros and the shadow in the hills of Metsovo.
Effie Halivopoulou, Athens, July 2019
