Ons echte goud - Museumweek Maastricht. Videomapping op Onze Lieve Vrouwe Kerk.

Ons echte goud - Museumweek Hoorn. Projectie op waterfontein in de haven van Hoorn.

Nijntje videomapping, Centraal Museum Utrecht.

Vlisco Anniversary - fashion show

Augmented Reality installatie

H&M opening - videomapping, Dam Square Amsterdam

Waalwijk videomapping ter gelegenheid van jubileum Rabobank Waalwijk.

Waterlandplein Amsterdam - videomapping in combinatie met lichtshow.

A man or a woman moves naked with a figure wrapped in black which steps in and out of the dark surroundings. The eight display screens set in small pillars with sound stand in a circle surrounded by empty space. The slow motion movements strikes you as almost graphical. The bodies are looking for balance. To embrace or reject, to fight or surrender. The seconds tick away.

In this ‘moving drawing,’ a woman’s hair covers her face like a flame. She appears to be on fire, caught between two tower-shaped frames. ‘Lady Liberty,’ the mother of freedom, would never fall, would she? The work is a gift for the people of New York City.

A blonde-haired girl slowly floats up from the depths of a well. After a while, two more girls appear in front and from behind. One by one, they turn their faces toward us while descending further and further into the deep. A naked young woman with waves of blonde hair like the others, rises up. With an extended hand, she floats towards the viewer, so far that she breaks through the virtual floor into ‘reality.’ An alternately angelic and dissonant music accompanies the images.

An elderly naked man and woman look at you from the large screen. Then something starts to happen: they begin to dance, following the heartbeat of the visitor. In Travelling of the Heart, a virtual space of changing images and sound respond to the viewer, whose input is needed for the installation to function. Both the tempo and the images are forever shifting, no single second is ever the same.

From the dark depths of the well in the ancient crypt a small child appears. Very slowly, as if he is floating in the water, he rises upwards. The child then disappears again, into the darkness below. He comes up for a second time. Again he moves upwards along the sides of the stone well. The metal grating, however, prevents him from ascending any further. The well of the Lebuinus Church and the River IJssel are connected historically and climatically. When the IJssel is high, the crypt fills with water. The 3D stereoscopic installation ‘Well’ reveals this connection in a special way. The installation was made for the IJsselbiënnale (IJssel Biennial) 2017.

The title ‘Ecce Homo’ (‘Behold the Man’) refers to the biblical story John. In this 3D holographic video installation the passage from the Passion of Jesus is given a contemporary touch. Without the crown of thorns and the purple robe, not an innocent young man but a naked little boy in all his pain and sorrow is shown to the ‘world’, floating upside down. Weevers’ media art is a search for strength in vulnerability.

A baby emerges from the deep black, floating very slowly towards you. His open attitude and outstretched arms invite you to embrace him. The baby then detaches from the void, floating for a moment as a fragile sculpture – timeless and silent in space. Slowly, he disappears back into the darkness. The whole is accompanied by a richly dissonant score, sound and image evoking multiple associations. Feelings of fragility, beauty and desolation merge for an experience of quiet intensity.

On each of Weevers’ panels we see a child, an infant, in a short loop. It is naked and vulnerable. Its uncontrolled movements seem to be governed by some kind of higher choreography. A gesture of sadness and abandonment suddenly becomes a gesture of blessing. Reaching out for comfort becomes a gesture of surrender. Its childlike expression shows wondrous gradations of seeing, not seeing and seeing inwardly.

As we lie on the bed wearing 3D glasses, looking upwards, they reach us from an endless deep. Very slowly. What are they, these glimmers of light in the darkness? The closer they get the more form they acquire. They are very young children, some of them still babies. One by one they come and they go. One doubles in size and then splits up and changes from colour to black and white. Free of the background they float in space. Touchable with the fingertips until they disappear again.

Standing in the middle, a heavily pregnant young woman. Her hair partly covers her naked body to her ankles. She peers past you, with no expression on her face. From underneath, a gusty wind begins to blow, wafting her hair slowly upwards into the air. Suddenly, the woman bends slightly forward, her left arm in front of her abdomen, and grimaces painfully. Losing her balance, she falls sideways out of the frame until only black remains.