Sometimes
the deepest of meanings are hidden in the simplest of gestures.
There
are those among us who really feel and express passionately more than others.
Writers, painters, performance artists and the like. There is intensity even if
the feeling was from a long time ago; a lifetime, almost. It isn’t because they
know not to carry on, but because their emotions are nearly as strong as time
itself, maybe even stronger. Sometimes we don’t need a relationship to love someone very
deeply.
Marina
Abramovic is a notable artist in her field and has many famous friends. Frank
Uwe Laysiepen is her former lover and collaborator.
I
like her general appearance here. She looks like a Sister in Faith.
Although it was said that
"they met and talked the morning of the opening" of this event,
no one could have thought that it would turn out like this. Of all the
spectators, she may have not expected Ulay
to be one of her “sitters”, because
it will be a totally different perspective for her.
“The storied couple was united again, if only in a performance, if only for a moment.”
As
soon as Marina realizes that it’s Ulay sitting
in front of her, you can see her face light up. You can almost read their eyes, as they look at
each other this way once more after decades,
as if:
“Hey…
It’s you!”
“Wow,
you still look beautiful!”
“It
has been a long time…”
“Yes,
it has been…”
“Do
you still remember…?”
“I
do…”
It’s
usually Marina Abramovic who leaves an impact on her “participants” in these
shows; but this time, she was just Marina and the man in front of her was just Ulay.
Never mind what happened way before and what happened next, they lived in that
“now”. It was beautiful. She was so taken aback she breaks down in tears. A
small spoken conversation transpired between them, they held hands as other
visitors applauded loudly.
(I do not own the video)
“ULAY,
OH” by How I Became The Bomb
There
she was like a picture.
There
she was, she was just the same.
There
she was; he just had to know that she had forgot his name.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Thinking
back to the last time.
On
the wall as they turned away.
Walking
back; was it just a dream or did he hear her say?
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Tried
his best to forget her.
Tried
his best to just keep his stride.
Kept
his word, but he knows he heard
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
There
she was like a picture.
There
she was, she was just the same.
There
she was; he just had to know she had not forgot his name.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
There
he was like his picture.
There
he was; he was just the same.
There
he was, he could never know she could never give his name.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Thinking
back to the last time.
On
the wall as he turned away.
Turning
back, did he even know?
Did
he ever hear her say,
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh?
Tried
her best to forget him.
Tried
her best just to keep her stride.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
There
they were like the picture.
There
they were, they were just the same.
There
they were, but he walked away and her eyes could only say,
Ulay,
Ulay, Oh.
