Coming through /
La Porta 54.
Sala Beckett.Barcelona, 2003
Five years after developed the piece called coming through, I realised that it was about founding the right place:
the right place-moment to stop
and the right place-moment to move
I was focused on the idea of not creating a dramaturgy but generating a common experience with the audience. But however the audience expects I had the need of creating an specific situation where I could bring down this wall that means for me “ to have expectation”
So I decided to work with live sound as a way of creating this sensorial common surface. (And since then I’m very interested on introducing sound as a very important ingredient)
The sound appears making the space visible as a volume and giving to me the possibility of through it. In fact, the sound it was one frequency, modulating up and down in a continuum. The sound that we was working on, had the quality to affect fiscally on the body of people watching, and then it make people move ( in a not conscience way)
So audience is looking at me but I was looking at them. And in this kind of democratic experience where we dance one in front to the other, the communication appears sometime in the middle of both,
That performance It wasn’t about to expose the idea of been equals, It wasn’t about to expose any idea in fact. It was more an aesthetical opening experience that we shared through a sensory way
Basically I walk, I stop, I move, so then it was audience, me and the musician (together) who decided the performance it was enough.
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Este pequeño texto es de 2003 ... ahora con la distancia que te da el tiempo transcurrido, entiendo que atravesar -entrar eran las palabras más certeras que identificaban aquella experiencia de trabajo.
Atravesar la dimensión de lo inmediato
Entrar en la dimensión de lo pequeño (sutil)
CONSTRUIR un espacio propio y para eso retroceder hasta el vacío)
En esa andadura existe un escollo el escollo que pone en relieve el espacio de por excelencia de "la representación" el escollo tiene que ver con romper el territorio retiniano -rasgarlo- hasta acceder a la realidad sensible que solo se ve abriendo el foco.
I was focused on the idea of not creating a dramaturgy but generating a common experience with the audience. But however the audience expects I had the need of creating an specific situation where I could bring down this wall that means for me “ to have expectation”
So I decided to work with live sound as a way of creating this sensorial common surface. (And since then I’m very interested on introducing sound as a very important ingredient)
The sound appears making the space visible as a volume and giving to me the possibility of through it. In fact, the sound it was one frequency, modulating up and down in a continuum. The sound that we was working on, had the quality to affect fiscally on the body of people watching, and then it make people move ( in a not conscience way)
So audience is looking at me but I was looking at them. And in this kind of democratic experience where we dance one in front to the other, the communication appears sometime in the middle of both,
That performance It wasn’t about to expose the idea of been equals, It wasn’t about to expose any idea in fact. It was more an aesthetical opening experience that we shared through a sensory way
Basically I walk, I stop, I move, so then it was audience, me and the musician (together) who decided the performance it was enough.
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Este pequeño texto es de 2003 ... ahora con la distancia que te da el tiempo transcurrido, entiendo que atravesar -entrar eran las palabras más certeras que identificaban aquella experiencia de trabajo.
Atravesar la dimensión de lo inmediato
Entrar en la dimensión de lo pequeño (sutil)
CONSTRUIR un espacio propio y para eso retroceder hasta el vacío)
En esa andadura existe un escollo el escollo que pone en relieve el espacio de por excelencia de "la representación" el escollo tiene que ver con romper el territorio retiniano -rasgarlo- hasta acceder a la realidad sensible que solo se ve abriendo el foco.
Etiquetas: La Porta 54

