A participatory performance @ A Soft Tragedy, a spatial storytelling project by Lorenzo Sandoval. Photos: Ethan Hayes-Chute
In Odyssey, feasting represents a kind of heroic attitude towards life. To be a hero is to live life fully, spending your excess energy in a lavish manner, regaining surplus from this activity. However, a little be too much and the heroic attitude becomes gluttony. This is part of the story of what happened to us and why there are no heroes anymore. Thirty or forty years ago, in every settlement, city or village, one could find heaps of a sweet gelatinous substance, containing berries, herbs, flowers and milk or other ingredients typical for the region.There was not too much of it, but plenty enough for a festive meal once in a while. But then we discovered how to artificially reproduce it, or import it from other far-away lands, leaving them deprived from their right to the jelly. The punishment for gluttony came from the ultimate glutton, a giant with enormous appetite. He ate so much jelly that became jelly himself; so huge that covered the whole planet. This giant jelly-blob contains now everything: people -us-, houses, cities, villages, cars, markets, the seas and the forests. Even the air is nowjelly-like.We don’t feel it anymore; the transformation happened so gradually that if felt normal, and our bodies, mindsets, and even memory adapted to it. We eat it and shit it out, caught in an endless exercise of swallowing without digestion. Instead of gaining surplus energy, we are moving towards exhaustion.