Helen

Still Helen

Text for Helen’s Dress - an innovative digital visual hospitality program / e-Residency designed by Loukia Richards and Christoph Ziegler, 22-27 June 2020, Vamvakou - Lakonia, Greece

It’s in the air we breathe, in the water we drink, in our language, in everyday life, in every relationship we have, in every science, poem, thought. It’s a veil hard to get rid of. Patriarchy is so deeply anchored in our flesh that it hurts to notice, that we cannot get rid of it all at once. It's not a patch that sticks to our skin, it's the skin itself. We shed our skin, but it takes time. What do we know about Helen? How do we judge her? What does a normal life, a normal reaction look like for us? What do we know about us? Mind the gap.

This is Austria, the normality in which I grew up, the rules that determined the lives of my mother, my grandmother, and my grandmother's grandmother. Until 1975 by law the man was the head of the family, which meant that when they married, woman not only lost their last name, they also had to follow the husband to his place of residence and follow the measures he has taken. The husband had paternal authority over the children and only the father was authorized to sign passport applications or school contracts for the children. He could make statements on behalf of the woman or sign for her without even having consulted her. Women were completely incapacitated and disenfranchised as wives. How much pressure and romantic illusions did it take to get married? It’s all about love. Until 1979 girls were excluded from the subject of “geometric drawing” in secondary schools, until 1987 boys were excluded from the subject “housekeeping”, the participation in both subjects then was mandatory for both genders. Until 1983 children automatically received the father's citizenship. Until 1989 unmarried mothers were only given guardianship for their child by application; the district administrative authority was automatically the official guardian. Until 1989 the acknowledgement of rape depended on the behavior of the victim and was only legally recognized when the woman defended herself until she unable to resist. Would you put your life at risk? And until 1989 rape was not possible in marriages or extra-marital cohabitations, because the man had a right to have sex with “his” wife and the woman had no right to refuse. How can you say no to love? Defending her “no,” and herself in this case was an attack. Love always wins. Until 1993 in schools the subject “textile work” was only for girls, and “technical work” only for boys. Since 2006 there is a law against stalking, and only since 2016 men have to accept that “no means no.”

I'm only talking about a few, almost randomly selected facts, there is so much more. That has been our normality. That was the framework on which every interpretation of texts and artifacts was based, and still is. But even the list of facts appears to some as radical feminism, or as exaggerated, know-it-all, hysterical and complicated. For me, this list means that events in my life that I felt to be deeply wrong and injust were at their time actually perfectly legal. Why complain? It all happened out of love.

What does this have to do with Helen's story? There is a massive, millennia-old filter over all our thinking. Her story was told by men, in the interests of men, from the point of view of men. Even where she speaks herself, it is Homer who puts the words in her mouth. Whom do you think he represents? And yet analyzes follow and trust the author's voice. Even an author such as Ruby Blondell, who published widely on gender studies, follows the usual pattern in her interpretations.

Helen of Troy is the mythical incarnation of an ancient Greek obsession: the control of female sexuality and of women’s sexual power over men. As the most beautiful woman in the world, and the most destructive, she is both the most in need of control and the least controllable. When she escapes male oversight by absconding to Troy with her lover, Paris, she triggers the greatest war of all time: the Trojan War. Though her departure is typically referred to as an “abduction,” none of our sources claims that Paris took Helen by force against her will. Her complicity is essential to her story. Yet the men who set out in hot pursuit share responsibility for the devastation that results. The war is caused not only by their inability to control the beautiful Helen but their equal inability to dismiss or destroy her.
— Ruby Blondell: Helen of Troy: Beauty, Myth, Devastation. Oxford University Press, 2013

Seriously? Helen’s power is beauty, and this beauty is evil. And she did not defend herself! No interests beyond love. Whatever she does, it only makes her more guilty of all the destruction. She is silent - guilty. She speaks - guilty. And as she calls herself guilty, she definitely is the bitch to blame. Don’t ever trust a woman, don’t ever give her any rights, don’t ever loose control.

Helen is acknowledging her own power. She is outing herself as a Pandora, a beautiful woman with an evil interior, who uses her power of agency in ways that cause misery to men.
— Ruby Blondell: “Bitch that I Am”. Self-Blame and Self-Assertion in the Iliad. Transactions of the American Philological Association 140, 2010

Whatever happened, it does not really matter. Women are corrupt and evil from the ground up. Pandora, Eva, Helen, the archetypes of the woman who transcends her natural, divine boundaries, the seductress who destroys men. It is known where the woman's place would be: at home, at the loom, following the instructions of her husband. In the whole argument, I still see the legal framework of the past decades, past millennia. Didn't the Inquisition argue very similarly?

Helen thus retrojects her own subjectivity into the originary transgression that caused the war, despite the efforts of others to deny it. Her acceptance of responsibility is, in its way, an act of defiance. As such it enables the poet to have his cake and eat it, making Helen a “good” woman and thus worth fighting for, but also blameworthy, presenting her as a precious but passive object of men’s desires, while also allowing her a measure of subjectivity and (retrospective) agency.
— Ruby Blondell: “Bitch that I Am”. Self-Blame and Self-Assertion in the Iliad. Transactions of the American Philological Association 140, 2010

Homer indeed did a good job, so good, that until the present day it is hard to get the simple facts. So I try to follow logic. The heir to the throne was matrilinear, so the husband of Helen, the Queen, became king. Even if Helen leaves Sparta, whether voluntarily or not, she remains queen. If she dies, her daughter becomes queen. But if she marries, her new husband becomes king of Sparta. In this sense, Paris was king of Sparta, not Menelaus. Helen's irresistible beauty was that ability to make men king. Menelaos could not take revenge on her and murder her, because then his rule would have been finally over. This is completely inconceivable from a patriarchal logic, and at a time when a matriarchal social form was still remembered, it was all the more important to find an alternative narrative. Out of a matriarchal logic, Helen was not an adulteress. Only in a patrilineal society do women have to be restricted to sex with a single man to ensure legitimate children.

It is time to face the old texts with new questions and experience how differently these stories could be told. It is time for fresh air to breathe, fresh water to drink, a new language, and a different everyday life, different relationships, different science, poems, thoughts. It is time to get rid of the veil of patriarchy.

We Have To Tell The Story Anew

Helen’s Dress - an innovative digital visual hospitality program / e-Residency designed by Loukia Richards and Christoph Ziegler, 22-27 June 2020, Vamvakou - Lakonia

Myths are like the stars in the night, tiny lights in the dark sky, that talk to us about the past, the present, and possible futures. Dots that have been connected to form various constellations. Is it possible to reconnect these dots in a different way, to draw new maps, give new directions?

We had to travel in our minds, a very classic approach: so many artists tried to become Greek in spirit. Five days to investigate, to sketch, to talk, to fantasize about the myth of Helen, merging Spain and Greece. 

text and textile, weaving and writing so connected.

is weaving writing with threads? frilly dresses, knotted and pinned together.

queens and goddesses wearing, carrying, bearing their clothes, the girls from Karyai, carrying the cosmos.

girls and slaves on flowering meadows,

flowering meadows on their dresses and blossoms in their hair, like bird nests.

seven girls from Lesbos stitching scarves and flags in black and white, and blue, stripes and squares.

temples are groves of columns.

a portrait of Helen, Kore and Persephone and so many angry women, grieving and weaving.


Five days to investigate, to sketch, to talk, to fantasize about the myth of Helen of Sparta. Who is she? Who is she for you?

The best of women, the worst of women. Queen of Sparta; a moon goddess, or at least an embodiment of the moon goddess, connected to Artemis; a traveller, stranger, guest; the most beautiful woman, wealthy and powerful; a skillful weaver and embroiderer, a strong woman and sorceress; daughter of a queen, a king and a god; a heroine, confidante and cheater; a wife, lover, mother, widow and slut; a male fantasy, scapegoat, projection and idol; a war victim, survivor, hostage. In the end, she defeated.


We all love love stories, don't we? First encounters, looks and accidental touches that prove to be meaningful. Love at first sight. Kiss and escape. In the end, it's love that matters, isn't it? Against all odds, against all dangers, against time and distance, until death separates the lovers, or even better, eternal, immortal love.

Immortal love, killing and tearing apart thousands of families, destroying cities. Love hurts. It’s Helen’s fault, that's for sure! Proof that women are uncontrolled, emotional, unable to assess the consequences of their actions. That you can't trust them. Men who risk everything to win a single woman back, that's romance. But the face that launched a thousand ships was not Helen’s face, it was Menelaos, who wanted to possess her, and her power. He has to bring her back alive, if he wants to stay king. How many men do you need to defeat a woman?

Seduced? Kidnapped? I don’t really know it myself anymore and that is precisely the attraction of the matter.
— Marnix Gijsen: Helena auf Ithaka, 1967

Was Helena seduced or kidnapped? Wronged queen or shameful whore? 3000 years after Helena left for Troya, this question still arises and Helena is still condemned. The interpretations of the story often say more about the present than about the events themselves. Even if a feminist perspective is used, as in one of the most recent BBC films, it turns out that it is not possible for us to introduce a powerful woman. It was a male story. It is still a male story.

I was thinking about the psychological depictions of unhappy marriages and the wrenching pain. Instead of stabbing your treacherous wife in a carpark you send the Greek army. It’s not that different and her desire for self-empowerment, by leaving in this case, it has catastrophic consequences.
— David Farr, creator of the BBC-series "Troy: Fall Of A City"

A marriage drama is the most advanced version imaginable. Helen is still the cheater to blame for the war. The whole thing got a little out of hand at Menelaos, by answering the private story with the army. It would have been enough to stab her, right?

Only now I notice my own blind spot, the job title missing from the list above: Helen was a politician. The private is political. The greatest love story of all times only covers the violent takeover of patriarchy.

So many parts of the narrative are worth re-evaluating. It is said that Helen was able to choose her husband from all the Greek princes who gathered in front of the palace. Was it a voluntary choice, maybe even love? Or was it simply the factual constraint, a state of siege that could only end by joining in a marriage? Was Menelaus the least of all the evils gathered? As the brother of her sister Klytaimnestra's husband, the best way to count on family support was to choose him. But the power of men's alliances, the noble alliance of the Greek princes to support Menelaus and to “protect” Helen, was stronger. If Helen was a politician, she looked for her own allies, for support that she found in Troy. Did she also travel to Egypt to promote her cause? Surely the Amazons were on her side when they were finally defeated in the Trojan War after many previous battles.

It took many generations to achieve this fundamental change in society, and sides were not always clear. There were matriarchal men, defending female supremacy and patriarchal women. Just as a thought experiment: Is this the true story of the Trojan War? It always pays to check male stories. And there are so many more stories to re-read and re-think, not only once, because the stories are too deep in our tissues. And then, we have to tell the stories anew.

How to turn a queen into a housewife? It gets personal, as is so often the case thinking about myths. The exercises added one piece at a time: choose a word, a movement, a thing, some textiles, a scenery - blue, bow, a bowl, a fishing vest and a mosquito net. The Mediterranean sea in front of my terrace and some words, all ingredients for my first short performance. I am Helen, the goddess of the moon, always traveling. Can you carry the moon in a bowl? I am well equipped with a fishing vest and a mosquito net, that turns into a veil, a waterfall, a cloud. Magic. A salad bowl rises. An old bed cover and a pack of pins transform into Helen's divine dress.


I travel.

carrying my bowl filled with fishes and birds I walk over mountains, cross cities, and battlefields

I walk over beaches, ships, and water

the sea is blue, my eyes are blue, the sky is blue.

and the moon is golden.

Nothing could stop new experiences and encounters and, I am sure, one day I will walk through the alleys of Vamvakou. 

The participating artists are: Carla Castiajo, visual artist, Portugal / Anika Gupta, author and Trisha Gupta, visual artist (fabric), USA / India / Anastasia Hasiotis, choreographer and writer, Greece / Christina Mitrentse, visual artist, United Kingdom / Greece. / Amelie Spitz, visual artist (jewelry), Germany / Hannah Stippl, visual artist, Austria / Aggeliki Symeonidou, embroidery and activist for the revival of traditional arts, Greece.

The team will record daily the challenges they meet on the program blog, while information about digital workshops will be available to the public at
www.vamvakourevival.org