José Garcia-Lozano

“All you need to know is that he loves quail eggs.” This is what Vonna-Michell’s father told him about French sound poet Henri Chopin, who subsequently has been the subject of a decade-long research project. Vonna-Michell’s rapid-fire monologue ties together the debris of this research in an opaque cabinet of wonders.

Scenes of everyday life in the occupied Palestinian territories, with a dream-like feeling, reminiscent of home-movies of the 60s. But instead of a day at the beach, or in the backyard: an olive tree, a wall, a bulldozer, soldiers harassing grandmothers. The wall’s path does not obey the "borderline" (the designated Green Line demarcating Israel from the occupied West Bank). Rather, it snakes its way through kilometers of Palestinian land, barring the passage of Palestinians to their homes, workplaces, universities, schools, mosques, hospitals. On Arab village land, in Arab neighbourhoods, Israeli soldiers brutally repress disarmed civilians. It appears then a natural recourse for a people to rise up against such endless expropriation.