As a preview to Thursday’s opening, there will be a projection of Bestiario.
Mañana, Sábado 9 de Junyo, a partir de 20h, se proyectará Bestiario junto con otras piezas audiovisuales.
See you there! Hasta mañana!
My first solo exhibition is happening this June at IlMondo Gallery, Barcelona. I’ll be showing Bestiario and Bestiario Backstage.
I’m currently working on 3 new photographs; one of them is a self portrait that is at the same time part of and beyond the whole series.
I also have two of my favorite writers and great friends, Diana Junyet and Itziar Ziga, writing a text about their view on Bestiario, which will be part on the catalog.
I am extremely thrilled, slightly nervous and very happy (to name a few).
I’ve been busy and aroused for the past weeks and I’ll be experimenting more intense feelings for the next ones: I’m preparing a new series of photographs that are part of Bestiario and will be soon available for contemplation (more info to come).
One of them is a self-portrait that deeply explores the idea of embracing evil and it’s been such a self exploring experience that it sometimes does not allow me to sleep at night.
Last month I participated in a contest which main goal was to find a cover and back cover for a new zine called “Long Live the New Flesh” by the film collective Brain Wash. I was shortlisted but didn’t won. Even though, I really love the result, so here it is:
I have based my illustration on the concept of a new techno brain.
The brain stands symbolically for individualism and personal creative thinking. To that concept I added technological and video editing software references represented by microchips and key frame lines inspired forms. The result is an upgraded brain.
I’ve used different kinds of mediums both digital and manual, from scanning organic fleshy materials, to photographing analogical abstract images and classic drawing.
All the visual components and mediums represent the new flesh: a new way of thinking and producing that is incorporated within ourselves and is expressed by different technologies accessible to everyone.
On this text I focused more on new technologies and its accessibility (so it relates to the zine’s theme) but I was also thinking of the idea of hacking the brain and adapt it to new concepts, as in, growing with open minded and curious kind of knowledge.
Here some parts of the process (as always, as important and rich as the final result):
Thanks to Lola Clavo and Nuria Camprecios this year we’ll have some of Barcelona’s queer porn sexy smart power in London, as part of the Fringe! Film Fest.
On Friday 13th there’s a female ejaculation workshop given by dear friend Diana Pornoterrorista (I’m so curious, it’s my first!), followed by In bed with Madonna or, at the same time in a different place, a lesbian/trans darkroom.
On Saturday 14th there’s a projection of Mi sexualidad es una creación artística / My sexuality is an artistic creation, directed by Lucía Egaña, followed by Q&A with Mariana Echeverri (me) and Maria Llopis. After that we’ll have the pleasure and pain to contemplate a performance by Pornoterrorista! I’ll be contemplating it form really really close.
I’m very excited about it and glad that we’re bringing it to London.
There is definitely something wonderful and even transcendental about making porn. I’ve never tried or had the curiosity for mainstream porn. In fact, for me it was never about porn.
There’s a strong feeling of pleasure and power while living such radical moments of freedom.
My own experience comes from a punk, queer environment of great complicity. I’ve lived unique moments of sharing, connecting, understanding without words and I have felt the most deep affection towards people I’ve fucked with. Even in the most casual or professional encounter, there was always love… or something of similar intensity.
In fact, sometimes feelings can be so extreme that instead of love and union there’s an incredible solitude. As if I’d leave my body and the physical would lose its original meaning to make me feel more disconnected and absent than ever.
A great big woman once told me “I don’t always want to be political but I am forced to” and I felt absolutely identified with it.
By just existing as I do, I’m being political and I fight everyday in my own way with my own guns.
So here I am, on a regular day with my regular outfit:
And here are two of my great warrior friends, fighting with their own balaclavas:
INTRA is the story of the last days of three assassins: Bruno, Sophie and The Girl. Three lonely souls coexisting in their isolation where the search for love is the only remedy. Set in an unspecified future and structured as a long flashback, the film takes place during the week prior to the team’s last job. In their shared apartment, tension mounts as the three characters come to conclusions about their dead end lives.
Intra (once 3.0) is finally done and on its way to festivals. After the BAFTA screening, is time to update new pictures of my contribution to this project where I worked as production and poster designer.
A few of the props we’ll have for 3.0
And these ones below have nothing to do with the film as our assassins don’t use any kind of phone so they won’t get caught. Although, a whole corridor full of telephones is a quite exciting landscape!
Death came close to me these days, while I was sitting on the sofa thinking about the bright future.
I’ve been having dreams about tropical jungles, weird tiny creatures crawling up my bedroom’s wall, big mountains…
There was this boy that came to me and whisper in my ear some unintelligible language, felt like he had his tongue all inside me, so strange and pleasant. I close my eyes as if I was high on mdma. I kept hearing his voice talking about places where fear didn’t exist, only pleasure, until he tried to convince me to jump out of a cliff into the wild river. I thought about my friend Patri and what was she feeling when she jumped out of her balcony. It was like a moment of sharing.
After that dream, at class, we read a play from Mark Ravenhill, The Cut. There’s a dialogue between Paul and John where, at some point, Paul closes his eyes and John tells him about a place, in the middle of the woods, where there’s only himself, no history, no society, no nothing, just peace, just the truth. When Paul opens his eyes he begs John to shoot him.
I’ve been speaking with skulls while listening to Yma Sumac and Arthur Lyman.
