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Students art performance after workshop

17 December 2014

Jessika Kharzik
"How to Burn a Gingko Biloba Under a Magnifying Glass in a Cold Day in Winter" is a tribute to scientist, herbal pharmacologist and ecotoxicologist Dr. Pierre Malychef performed in accordance with The Society of False Witnesses. I have first encountered the living fossil tree, Gingko Biloba, in person in the ecotoxicologist's own garden during my research into "The Blue Barrel Grove" (2014-ongoing) — a project investigating a toxic waste trade that was delivered in maritime space between the Lebanese Forces and the Italian mafia in 1987. The case was abruptly closed in 1995 when the scientist, being one of the three officially assigned scientists-investigators of the shipment and its diffusion in Lebanon, was accused and decreed as false witness for publicly denouncing the fatality of the wastes. Speaking of death and death claims, he later devised from the yellow fossil leaves a medicine to aid memory. Performed in broad winter light with the ecotoxicologist's own magnifying glass in reference to Archimedes' "heat ray", the leaf never caught fire.

The Society of False Witnesses روزــلا دوهــشلا يداــن: is a theatre company founded by Jessika Khazrik in 2014. Its first member was scientist and ecotoxicologist Dr. Pierre Malychef who was accused in 1995 by prosecutor Saaid Mirza of being a false witness .


Iman Hasbani
Tell me a story
Interactive performance

I sit on a chair in nature infront of a mirror, my eyes folded with a black ribon and I start to comb my hair
to my left, an empty chair
an invitation to he who wants to tell a story

this work lies between two memories
the memory before 2011 which was the inspiration for my previous work
and the memory after 2011. and all human and social changes that happened in reflection to the political situation in the region
for me, and during my life in Damascus for three years, I didnt live the war directly
my imagination lived the war
through the stories I heard during my work with Syrian refugees about
people's sufferings in days of seige or war
and through the sound of planes and rockets and bombs and explosions and firing close to my studio.


Nour Shamaa
Cristina Ghinassi
Alina Amer
Fadi Hamwi

Take your shoes off
Can I ask you something please ?
Can you stop controlling everything ?
Do you feel comfortable in our bed ?

Our performance was an experiment of interaction between our intimate place and the public place, a space of intimacy that the four performers shared, four bodies creating an isolation and offering a shelter that one may take or refuse, we were experimenting people’s reactions when they were asked questions outside and inside the private space, we were ourselves and the options were entirely open and each one could choose to stay outside or enter .

Do you want your shoes back ? 

Aya Aziz
In this piece I wanted to explore the idea of cleanliness- Cleanliness in how we present ourselves physically and cleanliness in how we present ourselves emotionally on a day-to-day basis
I thought about what objects we use everyday, object that assist in how we present ourselves to the world, objects secretly, almost invisibly, vital to upholding our daily routines. What if we couldn't throw these pieces of ourselves away? What if the parameters of our self-image had to widen to include those dirty, unpresentable, secret, pieces of ourselves?

We throw away toilet paper just like we throw away anything else we no longer have uses for. As soon as we discard an object we treat that object as if it no longer exists. We treat the piece of toilet paper, like we treat Styrofoam and, in countries without recycling systems, like we treat the plastic bottle.
Thinking about the life of an object after it has been discarded feels abnormal, silly, unnecessary. It's gone, why should we think about it? But it isn't gone.

Today the human species finds itself at a tipping point- at the brink of environmental collapse- We must begin changing our behavior, thinking less about our self-image and more about what we do to maintain it, we have to start questioning our every day consumption of discardable objects.We have to begin building new routines, growing new values, and reimagining our place in the world.

In this piece I wanted to reverse the way I behave when I'm sad- I usually blow into a few tissues cry a bit, discard the wet paper, and walk back into the world of the public eye as if nothing happened. Here I revisit the pain in my life but instead of hiding the ugliness, instead of throwing it away, I present it as part of myself. I present a body that is bound to the objects it uses. In this performance piece I eat the roll of toilet paper. It is an exaggeration of an important truth, a truth we routinely ignore.

This truth is that we are forever bound to the objects we use. There is no such thing as throwing away.