Ladies and gentlemen! Who thinks love is biochemical? A vibration?
An act of fate, a gift from God? A punishment?
My friend the choreographer Julia Aplin and I spent two years talking to people who had the number seven in their ages. We interviewed people ages 7 to 97. We donned white lab coats, plastered the name tag 'Love Expert' on our chest, and accosted people on the street during Nuit Blanche, asking them to tell us about love — and they did. We showered anyone who talked with rose petals. We talked to people in their bedrooms; in a donut shop; drinking champagne with their same-sex partners.
Our first question — what is love? – always knocked people flat. The seven-year old collapsed on her bed; the ninety-seven year old asked herself again and again: What. Does. It. Mean.
Some people, when they talked about love, were euphoric; others veered into fear or pain.
One guy said love is bacon.
Working closely with actors and dancers, I took the verbatim texts and turned them into a loose script performed by ‘love experts’ at the Paddock Tavern during Summerworks August 2016. The audience was still invited to say their piece, before and during the show. What is love? Showers of rose petals were their reward.
Production photos by Cylla von Tiedemann