2010/01/14 W - Eine Hymne an die Langeweile
The infinite spin stays in the moment, turns around the centre of your body, breaths the purest source of energy.
The never ending moment of simplicity for a hero in his own room, mirrored by nothing but the black slick metal of his beauty, Weightless in muscles.
He dances the gay aesthetics and macho behaviours, the line gets thinner, the pole is the gateway to gravity, the centre of an universe.
Dance into yourself, away from cultural heaviness.
Antiboredome moves.
Text by Hedda Viå.
Photo © Aleh Plashchyniski
Photo © Aleh Plashchyniski