Stone – The Green Amsterdammer

Clarinde Vesselink, he’s still abroad the brook, 2022

Courtesy Clarind Weselink

A naked woman lies on her bare knees in the middle of a shallow stream. Her body is folded in a heap pressed into the water, her legs are folded under her body and her head is bent between her shoulder blades, except for the bulge of her back, marked by vertebrae, ribs, and a mass of dark hair, hardly human. recognizable. Only her arms are in front of her, fingers stretched out in the water, like sensors. The environment is reflected on the surface of the water, thick tree trunks with delicate twigs between them, their reflection moving through the ripples in the water.

Through the long video titled the brook, Taking place at Dat Bolwerck in Zutphen, a space for art, music, philosophy, time and the changing of the seasons. It is alternating between light and dark, and then the water is blue from the evening sky. Once it looks like it’s raining, and again there’s ice. Artist Clarinde Wesselink always returned to the site with the broadcast, as a meditative performance in which the visitor can participate through video. Over time, her presence in this stream, which at first glance seemed very curious, became more and more natural. My attention naturally moves away from the body, wandering over the sounds of place, the chirping of birds on a fine day, the cry of a cuckoo in the twilight, the silence of ice and snow. It is the water level, which ranges from low to slightly higher, that shows more and less of the body in the stream. From the distance from which Wesselink was filmed, you can not see her breathing. It just lies there, like a large stone, with a white shell, amid the shadows of sand, wood, and sky, it cannot be called white. Air bubbles on the water float in front of it and do not look up or down.

Wesselink grew up in Achterhoek, in the countryside with horses. Her interest in the relationship between space, body, and movement stems from that time: While riding, she writes, she no longer feels just like a human being, but also experiences her own body as part of a horse. After Gerrit Rietveld Academy, she has worked with prosthetics, body extensions that radically change the relationship with the environment, but she has also done in-depth research into frog perception. She tried to put herself under the animal’s skin, changing her biological rhythm and dividing her time between land and water, in order to reach a new experience of the old world.

Every step they take is a struggle with matter

in the exhibition Cause I’m moving In addition to a series of drawings, two video works can be seen as people begin to move from a special focus. at stones In a dance with a white plastic ball, two actors move backwards across a landscape of jet-black lava in Iceland. Height and depth are indistinguishable, as if they dance through the void, in Dat Bolwerck’s space on three outcrops side by side. Plastic bubbles in the wind, every step they take is a struggle with matter, a temporary trace in an ancient landscape.

to the garden Wesselink has worked with athletes and other people who come together for physical activity. In the practice of their sport, movement unfolds in time and disintegrates in rhythm. For her video, Wesselink determines movement by smearing the arms or legs of a group of open water swimmers with a substance that makes them glow in the dark. The void that affects their movement, for example by having three swimmers in the dark walking slowly in the water, is filled with garlands of light like tentacles that chase them. In her drawings, too, that space is refracted in such rays of light. The trail behind the swimmer, but also the void under the tumbler involved in displacement. They depict how a person never stands alone, and how each movement is actually a choreography with the environment. They show what the strength of a group can be. In the opening, Wesselink gave a show in which people were guided through the path chosen by two ants on their bodies.

Cause I’m moving It shows the world we leave behind with every step. But also the movement that occurs when we do not take a step, lying in a stream.

Clarind Veselink, Cause I’m moving, through May 22 at Dat Bolwerck in Zutphen.

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