We Dance

A woman carefully drapes blue, white, and red cloths around her hips, as if she were about to begin a belly dance. This reference to the cliché of oriental femininity is tellingly clothed in the colors of the French nation. After a few minutes, just as the body finally begins its rhythmic movements, the Marseillaise blares out demonstratively. The heroic-national aspect of the march music supplants the expected sensuality of the dance. From the perspective of a young Algerian woman living in France, Zoulikha Bouabdellah presents the history of colonialism and a post-colonial present equally marked by exoticisms and racisms in an ironic and extremely condensed form. 1-channel video installation, color, sound