Philipp Gehmacher and Guests: windows, doors, no hindsight

For one evening only, Philipp Gehmacher moves into TQW Halle G with a group of companions from the past 20 years. They throw their bodies into the arena, bringing them to the ground and the edge of their visibility and narratability. They make them, they break them, only to force them into sight and image. A retrospective as a preview, no hindsight.

Yet always along movement, as movement is form, the arms a shape, a section, a cross-section, a cut-out. Movement as imprinted form that turns the present moment into a situation, divides and shares communal space, to only lose itself in images. And then everything starts all over again.

We build and dismantle structures, identities, and landscapes – from our bodies being scattered into each other. Obsessed with form, possessed by languages, set and reset by states and conditions. As if there had to be final set-ups alone that gather as anew, in affinity, elective affinities – and only like this.