Santiago Díez Fischer - under the redwood tree my grave was laid (2023)

Performance by
Christian Streit Smith (bowed spatula and ruler)
&
Hilde Wollenstein (Electronic cue triggering and voice)

on November 30th, 2024
at Studio Loos, The Hague

as the conclusion to Christian & Hilde's Artistic Research Residency at Studio Loos.

Under the redwood tree my grave was laid, and I beguiled my true love to lie down. The stream of our kiss put a waterway around the world, where love like a refugee sailed in the last ship. My hair made a shroud, and kept the coyotes at bay while we wrote our cyphers with anatomy. The winds boomed triumph, our spines seemed overburdened, and our bones groaned like old trees, but a smile like a cobweb was fastened across the mouth of the cave of fate.

Fear will be a terrible fox at my vitals under my tunic of behaviour.
Oh, canary, sing out in the thunderstorm, prove your yellow pride. Give me a reason for courage or a way to be brave. But nothing tangible comes to rescue my besieged sanity, and I cannot decipher the code of the eucalyptus thumping on my roof.
I am unnerved by the opponents of God, and God is out of earshot. I must spin good ghosts out of my hope to oppose the hordes at my window. If those who look in see me condescend to barricade the door, they will know too much and crowd in to overcome me.
The parchment philosopher has no traffic with the night, and no conception of the price of love. With smoky circles of thought he tries to combat the fog, and with anagrams to defeat anatomy. I posture in vain with his weapons, even though I am balmed with his nicotine herbs.
Moon, moon, rise in the sky to be a reminder of comfort and the hour when I was brave.
from Elizabeth Smart's By Grand Central Station I Sat Down And Wept

Filmed by Yelim Ki
Video Edit by Christian Smith
Audio Mixed by Hilde Wollenstein