And he talked about Nietzsche, about his father's death, about his reason for being there. Behind the old office desk. Rusty file in the corner. So as not to forget the Kafkaesque process of bureaucracy. Typical. Cool environment, a bit dingy, but not as heavy as I expected. We philosophize about chance and Superman. At that moment, I learned to swallow the cry. It was not drunkenness. I learned to mentally grasp the essence of the image. In black and white. With aroma, music and flavor. Wait! This was long before anything happened. I have had the opportunity to hear the opera of the movements caused by the winds, to contemplate the stars horizontally on the lawn and to whirl with open arms without bumping into anything or anyone. Time is not real now. Only the gathering of information that I can no longer rationalize. The subconscious plays its part and works the memory wiser. So, there is no beginning, no end.
"But then they do not explain why they're doing this?"
A disciplinary campaign on morality, ethics, culture and citizenship has broadened the map of reflections and this may be a cartographic sketch. In the form of sounds, vegetable protein and human body. From latex, cellulose, powder, to pneumonia. The lung is full of ammonia and corn starch, but the heart, perfectly strong and purified. Ecce Homo and They Studied Man, clothed skull, jaw, mandible, clavicle, scapula, sternum, ribs, spine, ilium, sacrum, and pubis. A flexible dispute over a large loose page banalized the will to power. Break up. The structure, the time applied and the space uninhabitable. The rubber cover shielded answers to a simple / complex question: Who were you inspired by? And we return to man, to the map of thoughts and questions. Writings in the form of homage, questions, reflections, and anonymity divided place with pieces of the rubber band. The tree that cries, transforms a tear into a scar. The skin of the wound, in a booklet. If the shell is hard and tough, experience and production build collection. Drawer, terms, explanation, and expectation may have remained in the crosswords of the second page of Monday´s newspaper.
Performers dress the page of a book made of natural latex. They also wear clothes made with the pages of the book Ecce Homo, Nietzsche. The big page has pieces of clothing incorporated and, during the presentation, each performer assumes a different personality with movements that mix butoh, contemporary dance and comic mime. The large wearable page breaks in several ways by the attempt of the performers to dress/undress and as a result of the dispute between the bodies. Inside the large page there are smaller pieces of patchwork / latex pages and one of the performers collects and puts them inside the book to complete it.