Supper (Red Table)
we have the Magic Dozen, sitting around the table, a red one
for a change, like some important politicians. Really, nobody
knows how this supper proceeded, so we feel free to interpret
it. If ever this supper took place, or not, that's not the issue.
We have a symbolic memory of it. We were told that it was so.
But, wait a minute...Who told us? We know that around those
times, times of Roman rule, Roman laws, there were a multitude
of fanatical sects, religious groups, dissidents, prophets,
scribes - very challenging ones and competitive. So, we shall
make an effort to visualize Our Last Supper.
we have 12 characters and each one has its own problem. I don't
feel that they were 12 nice boys. They were mature people, and
some had deep psychological problems. They couldn't live "normal"
life; they had to live in dissent. It doesn't matter which one.
I pictured various characters, few fervent believers, some are
passive - just happened to be there by some freak of events.
We just feel that cross-cut of humanity is close enough to reality.
boy feels himself General, and he has the best chair with some
strange bird on the top of it. He feels powerful, thus he is
feeding some dragon-dog kind of creature. There is always someone
worrying about money; he is safe in this world. Down, opposite
the Teacher, one guy is already dressed up. Another, just looking
around and as we know, there are always poor ones...I put 2
of them. One could be a woman ... who knows?
feels the air is charged with a lot of passions, doubts, questions,
pride, righteousness - only the Teacher beyond all that. He
is the only one who has eternal chalice. He is beyond emotions,
time, life. In the center I put a loaf of bread...we see it
is stabbed with a knife, and blood is in the tray. Bread represents
our life. Regardless how good any ideology, promises, truth
and lies...it always kills natural life...pristine, original,
dark stone in our soul, which is our natural pulse, where unknowable
impulses originate; and that is what makes us alive. The crowd
behind the tree, well, is a crowd. And there also, peace, in
the form of a small house with an orange tree. And always there
is learned snake around, telling us what we don't know.