Crystalle Bobbe/Wolfgang Wigands
Film Still from MANDELA- Pilot of the Winds
MANDELA – Pilot of the Winds is not a narrative,
but a state of suspension.
Objects become bodies, bodies become souls, their fragile orbit cut by invisible currents.
Richter’s Sarajevo does not accompany them—it unsettles them, like thunder before the storm.
War leaves no victors. Only fragments, altered presences,
haunted absences.
This work holds them in the air—unresolved, unredeemed--
a fragile choreography that asks not for answers, but for silence, memory, peace.
MANDELA - Pilot of the Winds - a staging of "soul bodies".
The flying objects transcend into beings performing their dance of the rising winds, personifying the vulnerability of all the souls destroyed by war.
An artistic plea for peace.
Their movements perfectly complemented by the profoundly sad and quiet music of "Sarajevo" by Max Richter,
suggestive of the sound of thunder, distant
and yet unsettlingly present.
The music, the thoughts of war and the constant rise and gentle fall of the flying objects, provoke a touchingly emotional response, transforming them in the eyes of the beholder into souls.
Due to the current political situation, the theme of war is once again omnipresent.
The outcome is always the same: people are wounded,
people are killed.
But what happens to those that survive?
They will never be the same.
Traumatized, physically and mentally ill, internally dead, barely existing, their souls wounded, will they ever be able to return to a normal life?
This unspeakable horror of war accompanies us all.
It is said that when the soul takes flight, the person dances.
Let this dance be a plea for peace.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erFcQhduqXg&authuser=0
https://danceforpeace.eu
but a state of suspension.
Objects become bodies, bodies become souls, their fragile orbit cut by invisible currents.
Richter’s Sarajevo does not accompany them—it unsettles them, like thunder before the storm.
War leaves no victors. Only fragments, altered presences,
haunted absences.
This work holds them in the air—unresolved, unredeemed--
a fragile choreography that asks not for answers, but for silence, memory, peace.
MANDELA - Pilot of the Winds - a staging of "soul bodies".
The flying objects transcend into beings performing their dance of the rising winds, personifying the vulnerability of all the souls destroyed by war.
An artistic plea for peace.
Their movements perfectly complemented by the profoundly sad and quiet music of "Sarajevo" by Max Richter,
suggestive of the sound of thunder, distant
and yet unsettlingly present.
The music, the thoughts of war and the constant rise and gentle fall of the flying objects, provoke a touchingly emotional response, transforming them in the eyes of the beholder into souls.
Due to the current political situation, the theme of war is once again omnipresent.
The outcome is always the same: people are wounded,
people are killed.
But what happens to those that survive?
They will never be the same.
Traumatized, physically and mentally ill, internally dead, barely existing, their souls wounded, will they ever be able to return to a normal life?
This unspeakable horror of war accompanies us all.
It is said that when the soul takes flight, the person dances.
Let this dance be a plea for peace.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erFcQhduqXg&authuser=0
https://danceforpeace.eu
*Curator's Note: "MANDELA - Pilot of the Winds," the film mentioned above, is included for full viewing at the bottom of this page. Stills from the short film can also be viewed in the gallery exhibition.
Film Still from MANDELA- Pilot of the Winds
Film Still from MANDELA- Pilot of the Winds