Attending this performance was a truly wonderful experience in which it was first somewhat unclear what to expect. The room was cold and seeing the performers undress in that environment somehow created an immediate connection. Wandering around the room, from ‘field’ to ‘field’, following the performers on their Beckettian journey of drawing and erasing, time and time again, also called up associations with the charcoal drawing animation of William Kentridge or the performances with naked women of Yves Klein. In itself ‘What remains and is to come’ is however completely original and takes these associations to a different level. Writing this impression about half a year after I have seen the actual performance at KARST, the images and the feel of it all are still very vivid. The rolling away of a bit of charcoal, the relentless cracking of the charcoal under the performers’ naked feet, the spreading of the dust, the movements of the performers, the drawings appearing, disappearing, appearing, disappearing, appearing, disappearing. The dust settled in my clothes and nose, gently reminding me days after of my privileged witnessing of this happening. Happy to recall all of this and trying to hold on to it as to a precious gift.

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