This is amazing. I would love to see this on a big screen. vimeo/102450392 Translation: Piece embedded in the project C.E.A.D.E.C.O.D.A.L.PARDA. The project offers the exchange between creatives that are separated by distance but united in energy. It consists in writing one piece - in sheet or dynamic format - per week and pass it on to a fellow artist. When you receive the text, as performer you have to interpret it in the way you can or want to and then to film or document it in any form in order to share it with the others. This piece in particular is the fruit of the following script: A music plays (René Aubry - Steppe). The space is empty. When entering, the music transforms into an interior phrase (you dont have to say it, it is the true stimulus of the motion) which repeats perpetually. Man can never know what he shall love The phrase causes the motion to transform. YOU MAY NOT MOVE IN RHYTHM WITH THE MUSIC. Process: After a few days of rest, like a puzzle began every bit, apparently unconnected, to attract each other and to give sense to the action. That day, just like I was letting myself being taken towards the result, without really knowing what I wanted, I left my house, with the sun spying on me walking...I set out to go to my studio with a thousand ideas cooking.. and drawing out a mental scheme of what I wanted to express... I went blank as usual, seduced by the music and the damn traffic dance of Barcelona...as I reached the breakwater, I lit up as I imagined how beautiful it would be to include the paint in the vomit! I thought of an excellent tool that would emphasize the increccendo of my inner mantra.... Man can never know what he shall love Everything made sense, I had little time because the sun was saying goodbye, the pain only gave me one chance to pass it... and I really wasnt sure at all what I was going to do... I was going to let me be carried away by indecision, investigation, having the break of the doubt and the energy of the game with this marvellous element. It was clear to me that I was going to have a conversation with some taken for granteds to make understood that I seemed to have everything under control, but in reality, nothing was clear to me, taking this chat every time to a bewizzle more and more personal which inevitably catapulted me to an interior search for the stop, in the moment... a magic place where you are not you and at the same time you are more you than anyone... a blank space... an endless flow. The continuous mantra I had to repeat, in the beginning I only knew how to see its most limiting and dark side... tasting resentfully its partial reality, the surprise came upon me when, while I was feeling it, a range of juicily freeing possibilities dawned on me, until reaching the pleasure and enjoyment of rambling with my mind going blank!!! And thats how I stayed.
Posted on: Thu, 21 Aug 2014 12:04:39 +0000
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