Here begins a short series of posts on the structure and themes behind the VIRULENT EXPERIENCE production. Without the artists involved, we would be without an INDEX to allow you to explore. Without such creativity behind us, the work would would be ten thousand times harder:
A Museum is nothing without its artefacts. Without them, it is an empty building, hollow and without purpose. By their very presence, they infuse life into the place. The Museum houses them, becoming full of meaning and potential.
Think of your own home – without your lives, your artefacts and thoughts, it is merely a building. It is the specific arrangement of those things that makes it what it is. Each portion triggers memories, thoughts, ideas and dreams – your personal history, the fabric of your life. Full of markers of experience and the traces of the things you have achieved, it forms a world-in-and-of-itself, a place to rest and to draw strength and vitality from. It is a castle, a fortress that defends you and displays your desires and hopes, because it is the the place in which you live rather than just being a place where you are alive.
So it is with the Museum of Virulent Experience.
Each artefact is the crystallisation, the manifestation of an idea, thought, concept, or dream. Each artist has put their will into shaping a particular medium, in making something that stands as an engine of creation. Whether it be words or film, sound or image, each of those things are the culmination of a process.
From the initial seed, by skill and talent of the the artist, something is brought into being – an artefact which takes a particular subject and gives it form. In that form, that particular arrangement of matter and information, there is an evocative power which works upon the human mind.
It is this power which leads to its prohibition in the world of VIRULENT EXPERIENCE. The power to manifest certain kinds of thoughts and emotions, which inevitably lead onward to other memories, emotions and experiences – ones that cannot be controlled or regulated.
VIRULENT EXPERIENCE is a product of Foolish People's Theatre Of Manifestation. It is not, and never will be, a passive thing.
A Museum may, at first glance, be empty corridors and glass cases. Yet, if you take a moment to think and wonder, perhaps you might hear the signal, the ever-present thrum behind the silence in that House of Memory. Somewhere behind the noise of the world, you may catch a ghost of it:
The ceaseless running of those same engines of creation, amidst the falling feathers of scavenging angels.
In the archive of forbidden things, the artefacts are the map and meaning that presses itself into the building's stone flesh. Make no mistake, the Museum is a living thing, and you may interact with it as such.
Come walk with us and hear the songs and thoughts. Feel its engines and architecture bring to life a future that need not be, and yet is born out of all-too familiar echoes.
What kind of seeds lie within, for you to discover, and bring to birth? Accept our invitation, and find out.
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