It’s interesting how cute the poster looks and how filthy this festival is. I’m really happy with the result and I hope everything went well during la Muestra.
Muestra Marrana 5 (poster)
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MuestraMarrana5 and new drawing of mine
Open call for the 5th edition of the magnificent Muestra Marrana that is growing every year more and more like a hungry monster.
This time there will be a focus on older people and their sexuality. Inspired by that, here is the poster I did:
Here is how it looks on the website you should go to submit:
Older and Wiser
Muestra Marrana 5 is coming soon and so it is a new poster that I’m making right now. A very interesting theme this time (as always), older and wiser.
LIKE A COCOON
It’s been so long since I last posted something that it’s difficult now to find the perfect topic.
Los idiomas se solapan ultimamente. Mi portugés me suena extraño, mi español empieza a ser lento, el inglés me sale avec l’accent française.
Mi editor de texto acaba de entrar en colapso ortográfico, mientras yo subrayo pedazos de texto en páginas várias y voy, poc a poc, construyendo un árbol de conceptos.
I would love to say that this blog is on stand by but I sometimes have the need to come to show and share something. However, I’m much more about to keep things to myself lately. Out of internet. I need to connect ideas in order to build something. Also, I enjoy the way my thoughts grow on an intimate surrounding. Like a cocoon.
I’ve been thinking a lot about violence and extreme outburts of love, such as cannibalism.
Rhizomatic and Personal Spaceship: some impressions about the opening
My work was a bird called crane. It’s a type of bird quite elegant and eccentric, a bit lord a bit punk
It was part of this interesting installation by the official photographer of the event, a calm and nice man named John (I forgot his surname, I’m sorry).
Every work situated in the main building (there were 2) was a bird.
To go from one building to the other we had to cross the alley, dark and wet alley.
The main building had lots of light and that’s the reason why I choose it, because you have to see it clearly on the inside. However, the other building was more charming: it was darker, with an orange light, mysterious liquids on the floor and a more magical atmosphere.
I couldn’t find the name of this glamorous tragedy
I really liked this sculpture-structure-installation-construction-School of the Moment by Ralph Dorey and Daryl Brown
Wanderlust Rocking Horses (residue from a performance) by Eloise Fornieles
This cow had an ambiguous expression, very intense. By Melanie Stidolph
This one was beautiful, from sculptor Stefania Batoeva.
I met the artist Oriana Fox, a lovely sexy lady who was drawing people’s fantasies
My fantasy was something about body parts and the insides of the body. She asked me if I like hair and I said “Yes I like everything”, so she answered “I’m very glad to hear that”
I must say, it is a strange feeling to see my work, such a personal intimate thing, laying on the cold floor in the middle of loads of unknown weird people (yes, most of them seemed weird to me). If I could I would stay next to it all the time, surveying. But I can’t because I’m a curious cat. And after all, this piece speaks a lot about being protected anywhere. It also speaks about a dangerous and beautiful place that you can only see and feel if you get inside, if you have the courage to go deeper.
Personal Spaceship at Rhizomatic
This is a quite interesting experience and I’m really glad to be part of it.To be part of an exhibition with such a great concept.
You can read more about Rhizomatic in here.
I have created an installation that, in a way, goes with the philosophy of this event but, most of all, with this particular moment of my life.
This is my first exhibition in London, where I’ve been for less than a month. What I have now, for sure, is my Personal Spaceship. That’s what I’ll always have with me. You see, I’m always flying. We’re always flying in space and mind. But there’s always cosmos inside chaos… and this is how it might look like right now. I feel like when I was a little girl and my father built a little house made of wood and put it in the middle of my room. I was often there decorating and playing, all cosy and entertained. Of course, most of my interests have changed a bit.
Here some details:
Here I’m trying to reproduce how I look, quite absorbed, listening “Total Eclipse of the Sun” by Einstürzende Neubauten.
Some of them and more here. Quite beautiful on the inside
Of course, it’s also quite dangerous to get inside because everything is full of glitter that will never get out of your clothes.
The opening is today, all info at the link on the top of this post!
Wondering in between…
capturing and studding all the clips for new piece
Soundtrack of my thoughts, which I’m not going to share this time. Please listen, it’s wonderful.
Poetry, Contemplation and other ways of hardcore emotion (About My New Piece of Art) THE SWIMSUIT
El ascenso hacia el rojo es en él una autopenetración. La culminación tiene lugar con el ascenso creciente. El rojo, en el que no se puede descubrir ni el amarillo ni el azul, representa el cenit. (Goethe)
Como una especie evolucionada de bañador, preparado para vivir siempre en el agua. Tiene aletas como un pez, o un dragón, pero sus características acuáticas no están exactamente pensadas para que flote o nade más rápido sino para que disfrute. Esto significa que su cuerpo transformado esta hecho para un relajado paseo, lleno de belleza. En el agua, la situación es similar a la de mi muerte idealizada. (fragmento del texto en construcción)
PART I
Swimsuit’s body
The Swimsuit!
Testing it on air and water
PART II
Swimsuit’s wings
Sara Lo and I, at the end of the night
…our dream house-studio in Barcelona
Lola y el loro Viriato
Poetry, Contemplation and other ways of hardcore emotion (About My New Piece of Art)
Un ensayo sobre la pérdida, el vacío, la nada, mezclado con la búsqueda y la contemplación de ese mismo estado. Un pensamiento sobre el Limbo,
ese (no) lugar entre el Bien y el Mal, puesto que, realmente, no existe un Bien y un Mal. Limbo es la constante contradicción, la Naturaleza Humana y Animal (y Vegetal y afines), entre afirmación y negación, es un camino no linear, adelante y hacia atrás (arriba, abajo y a todos los lados). Espacio de mutación, variación y penetración.
En el Limbo me siento cómoda para explorar todos los sentimientos contradictorios que experimento permanentemente. Y me siento cómoda des diciéndome, siendo tal vez incoherente, por no seguir una línea, o buscando otro tipo de coherencia.
Anti-social, harta de palabras, de nombrar, harta de hablar y escuchar y explicar, de cruzarme con personas, de interactuar, de conectar.
Un intento de apartarme, una voluntad de desterrarme y no pertenecer. E integrarme con lo natural, lo irracional, la pura belleza, lo animal. Y estar, solo ser. Purgarme y ensuciarme.
[fragmento de una de las partes del texto-pensamiento en construcción sobre mi nueva imagen en movimiento]
Estas son algunas fotografías de la pasada maravillosa semana de rodaje, en tierras de Soria, donde nuestros vecinos eran caballos y vacas sueltas por un misterioso y precioso bosque.
