between inside and outside
between clear and obscure
between transparent and solid

between private and public
between safe and exposed
between observing and being observed

between you and me

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A waiting room where several actions take place that usually would provoke a sound, but don't, or better, you can only 'listen' to the sound when you are watching the traces of those actions. In that room also live some ghosts that make themselves known through sound.
Leaving this waiting room, small groups of audience enter into another space, a shower room. Here one can listen to sounds that are neither concrete nor abstract; they exist on a threshold. This threshold experience is a result of the origin of the sound in banal and daily things, like speech, the sound of a small river or the wind. Through several manipulations a dimension is created in which the sound is sometimes recognisable and familiar and at other times unrecognisable.

thanks to: Sofia Neuparth, Patrícia Portela, Alex Campos, Eva Tremel, Adriana Sá, Christoff de Boeck, Yola Pinto, Rita Menezes, Nicolau dos Mares, Sergio Ballester

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In terminal we view the body as a container through which signals or 'presences' can travel. They enter and leave the body. Signals are passing through the flesh. A presence charged with information. Only traces of these movements are perceptible. In this performance series we work with some of these traces, the effects of presences alien to the body.

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MAN PLAYS HIS SOUNDLESS
TRUMPET
WOMAN HITS THE LADDER WITH THE JUG
MAN PLAYS AGAIN
NOTHING
COUGHS SUFFOCATES
WOMAN HITS THE LADDER WITH THE JUG HARDER AND HARDER
MAN TRIES AGAIN
FALLS TO THE FLOOR ON HIS KNEES
SUFFOCATES
WOMAN HITS
MAN AGONIZES WITH THE LAST
NOTES
WOMAN HITS HARDER

"acera derecha" - Rodrigo García

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This is a performance based on an imaginary world inherent in the liberation of conventions, both social and interior - useless spontaneous actions, whose meaning lies exclusively in the fact that they are vital and thus true. Actions that do not need to be justified or explained and so have lost themselves from history, time and identity.

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me and you, you and me means interdependency. me and you, you and me, as a project made of experiences-situations, is going to coincide with that not always evident natural state of life, of all beings, of all phenomena. We always use the other(s) to run away from ourselves. To look away from our essence and from the effects of being in the presence of (the) other(s), deluding ourselves by being what we think we are not for us but for the other(s). But do (es) the other(s) exist apart from us? Or do we exist separated from the other(s)?

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In a simulated café, two characters, two common men, meet. Those characters went to the café to talk, or do they talk because they are in a café?


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By means of distributed sound-cards, the visitor is invited to explore for 20 minutes the open air terrace at the Chao do Lorreiro Market. Chosen from a range of ten different cards (of music, identity, idleness, motion, etc.), the card-perspective offers a specific 'map of perception' of the place, rather than a visual guide to appropriate or control space. Since it is up to the visitor to decide whether s/he follows the proposals or not, the rhythm of Cartographics will be completely determined by the public's experience.

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e s p a ç o p a r a e r r o p o d e p r o d u z i r u m a c t o r
is a piece of performance art for one 'actor' and a photograph. The performance is dealing with questions like: what does it mean, to act? when is an action purposeful and when purposeless? where is the limit between acts as a pretended attitude and acts performing a function? is an act always a state of realisation opposed to potentiality? are acts done, or about to be done, always done in order to produce an effect?

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My home is my only refuge.
How many times have I ran to it, afraid of the street, of the traffic, of the old ladies and the children and of a social me that dominates and annihilates what I really am.
(...)
In what way is this privacy revealing of what I really am?

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The climate is so rough that one needs to concentrate on a single thing at a time. Endurance. Resistance. Isolation. At a temperature of 50º C and with a sand storm raging, one sees everything with more clarity, that is one doesn't see anything anymore...

Miquel Barceló

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