As one of more than 120 artists, I have contributed to the trilogy Satan’s Democracy, Satan’s Delirium and Satan’s Death; an immersive theatre and art manifestation, extended over three years and 3500 square metres… where my part was the continuous development of the Passage Room on 3rd floor – neighbouring the Prime Minister’s bedroom, the Forest, the gloomy home of the sweatshop workers, and the cursed flat of Woland.
Welcome to take a stroll inside the house (as of 2015) – and don’t miss the video message of the great & late Woland (embodied by Angela Wand):
Passage Room part 3, Satan’s Death (2017)
Compost performance, photo credit: What Took You So Long 2017
In preparation for Satan’s Death, the complete scenography got whitewashed (with the exception of a few hidden spaces, such as the Passage Room). In the resulting pale limbo, only one actor remained: Woland/Angela Wand. On the other hand, the audience were encouraged to take active part in exploring and transforming the settings – as did we, the artists. Meanwhile, four musicians performed a piece, written by Magnus Larsson for the occasion – allocated in different parts of the building, but connected over FM radio and broadcasted live into the headphones offered to every visitor.
Impersonating Lussi, the Bride of the Winter Solstice, I learned the basics of performance; ambling slowly along the corridors, ending up in the warm and living body of the compost to offer visitors fruit and soil.
Compost and fungi
photo credits slideshow: Mia Malcyone
Passage Room part 2, Satan’s Delirium (2016)
In the second part of Satan’s trilogy, the audience was thrown into the delirium of a haunted, ferocious Prosecutor, in a path laid out over three storeys and presented along with a three-course meal. As the 150+ rooms were blackened out – in order to be explored mainly by torchlight – the Passage Room was upgraded with mirror shards from the ceiling to the floor… but otherwise left more or less intact.
Passage Room part 1, Satan’s Democracy (2015)
This is how it all began; a former office space, where the copy machine, fluorescent lamps and filing shelves got replaced with muffling dark felt and thin silk, spotlights, mirrors and coloured shadows, coal and ashes and fine black sand.