[ CREATIVE APPROACH ]
In a cinematic VR film starring Bibi and Tindi themselves, we tell their story through poetry, dance, and textured layers of animation.
Poets, dancers, and artists in their own right, we hear the words, feel the movements, and see the artwork of Tindi and Bibi to create an immersive 360 experience that places you inside a living breathing art installation. The experience is broken into 3 distinct acts, with acts 1 and 3 mirrors of one another and act 2 a distinct animated puppetry experience.
[ ACT ONE ]
We begin on an empty warehouse. We dolly in with to the beats of rhythmic percussion towards Tindi and Bibi who wait at the end of the warehouse. They stand there dressed in all black amidst the lit space. As we push in, beside each column we reveal, one by one, a number of white mannequins surrounding us from every angle. The spoken word begins, and we hear Tindi’s voice. She recites her poem, powerful and poignant, it’s a poem of hope. “I am an angel.” Once we land at the end of the push, the camera locks in a position where a light installation located behind Tindi, illuminates in the shape of a halo and wings. Once locked and interpreted, lighting changes to the inverse. We see Tindi and Bibi dance all around and beside us, incorporating the mannequins into their choreography. Behind the mannequins we see dancers shrouded in black, maneuvering the limbs and bodies of the mannequins like puppets. They push and pull, reorganize the limbs and bodies of mannequins all around us and we are in Act 2.
[ ACT TWO ]
Look directly above you, and you see Tindi and Bibi. Like puppeteers they look down upon you and manipulate the world around you. It’s a brief but animated interpretation of the night of the attack. We see it as they remember it, flashes of moments and feelings. They retell the story. We re-live it in their animated memory.
[ ACT THREE ]
From a flooded room of light, we’re back to a black warehouse. And now the power is in the hands of Tindi and Bibi. The mannequins are their puppets. The paint is theirs to use. They pour black on the limbs of the mannequins around them and paint white on the bodies of the dancers that surround them. Lyrical and pulsing, we end with the words of Bibi. Her poem is one of ferocity and power. As the limbs of the mannequins are detached by the dancers and piled closer and closer to the camera, we hear her last words surround us as she says, “I’m coming for you.”
[ VIEWING INSTALLATION ]
To authentically create a fully immersive experience, we intend to create a physical art installation to surround the VR activation and experience. Headsets, waiting for viewers, will sit on the faces of white mannequins placed in circle in the room.
On the walls, we see projected and looped a linear black and white film. The film incorporates linear moments captured from the VR experience as well as a host of analog and archival footage that nods to the black market economy that depends on this witchcraft and the witch doctors themselves who ritualize these acts of violence.