Performance Jukkasjärvi

Performance Jukkasjärvi
(2001)

Performance Jukkasjärvi

2001
Performance, Jukkasjärvi Icehotel

A camera aimed at the snow-covered ground, its cable running to a back-projection screen in the hotel cinema. The audience assumed they were watching a live broadcast. The performer walked slowly out of the building, set the camera on a tripod outside and filmed the moonlit landscape — then ran into the frame and disappeared. Those who followed the cable found it had been cut.

My Andersson [Lindh] blurred the line between mediated and physical presence the opposite way: she walked out of the Icehotel with a video camera pointed to the snow-covered floor, seemingly transmitting simultaneously onto the screen via a long cable, until she fixed the camera to a tripod outside to capture a picturesque night-time landscape with moon and stars.
Suddenly a figure at a distance ran across the image and vanished, like a ghost, right in the middle of it. Puzzled, some followed the cable like Ariadne’s thread, only to find it cut off at the end – the scene had not been ‘live’, but entirely recorded beforehand.

—Jörg Heiser, Frieze Magazine, Issue 58, April 2001

Part of the group exhibition Art on the Rocks

Performance Jukkasjärvi
(2001)
Performance Jukkasjärvi
(2001)

Performance Jukkasjärvi

2001
Performance, Jukkasjärvi Icehotel

A camera aimed at the snow-covered ground, its cable running to a back-projection screen in the hotel cinema. The audience assumed they were watching a live broadcast. The performer walked slowly out of the building, set the camera on a tripod outside and filmed the moonlit landscape — then ran into the frame and disappeared. Those who followed the cable found it had been cut.

My Andersson [Lindh] blurred the line between mediated and physical presence the opposite way: she walked out of the Icehotel with a video camera pointed to the snow-covered floor, seemingly transmitting simultaneously onto the screen via a long cable, until she fixed the camera to a tripod outside to capture a picturesque night-time landscape with moon and stars.
Suddenly a figure at a distance ran across the image and vanished, like a ghost, right in the middle of it. Puzzled, some followed the cable like Ariadne’s thread, only to find it cut off at the end – the scene had not been ‘live’, but entirely recorded beforehand.

—Jörg Heiser, Frieze Magazine, Issue 58, April 2001

Part of the group exhibition Art on the Rocks