back from London
broken toe
broken open heart
bleeding
blessed
September 2024 – raw.
Bela Escuridão – rituais de luto
BELA ESCURIDÃO
Dance & spoken words
PT : Bela Escuridão é o relato das deambulações pelas nossas paisagens interiores, obscuras e abissais, luminosas e infinitas. Na espontaneidade do instante, o corpo, a voz, a respiração, dão forma às energias em movimento e a todos os matizes da dor. A figura da amada mistura-se com a do divin. As fendas do coração deixam entrar a luz. O murmúrio mudo dos antepassados, filtrado pelo chão, e acompanha os nossos passos e as nossas esperanças.
FR : Bela Escuridão (Belle obscurité) relate les errances dans nos paysages intérieurs, obscurs et abyssaux, lumineux et infinis. Dans la spontanéité de l’instant, le corps, la voix, le souffle, donnent forme aux nuances du deuil et toutes les énergies en mouvement. Les fêlures laissent passer la lumière. La figure de l’aimée se mêle à celle du divin. Le murmure muet des ancêtres, filtre du plancher, accompagnant nos pas et nos espérances.
EN : Bela Escuridão (Beautiful Darkness) tells the wanders through our inner landscapes, obscure and abyssal, luminous and infinite. In the spontaneity of the instant, body, voice, breath, give shape to the nuances of grief and all the energies in motion. Cracks let the light through. The figure of the beloved merges with the the divine. The ancestors’ mute whisper filters through the floor, accompanying our steps and hopes.
Dança : Louise Chardon & Anaïs Tamen
Poesia : Anaïs Tamen
Tradução & voix-off : Marta Lince
Música : Andy Benz
Direção artistica : Anaïs Tamen
Apoio artística : Louise Chardon
Com o apoio do Munícipio de Odemira.
Discover the whole project and the book here
Tree
Dance video
Summer 2024, Alentejo (Portugal)
Bodypoem
Spontaneous solo home dance practice + spoken words.
These words emerged during a dance & poetry session held by Villy Tichkova.
I am not I
I am it
the infinite field of grasshoppers
the infinite ripples of water circles
the infinite song in your mouth
I am it
the wind
the grasshopper
the pebble
I am it
your breathe
my breathe
the eyelids of my babies
opening to the world
the wolf
the deer
the gold
I am it
the unspoken
the bare truth
the raw light of love
I am it
your no
my yes
and everything in between
(25th March 2024)
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My skin is the sky*
an infinite shadow of dust, leaves and pebbles. Some feathers maybe. Fallen grace in the absence of gaze. I would remember the sound of joy if you would scream my name.
(…)
Home. Nest. My skin as a soft nest for you for me.
(…)
LAUGHING EMPTY.
LOVING EMPTY.
FUCKING UNDERSKIN TATTOOS.
FUCKING UNDERSKIN TATOOS.
(…)
I wish you could witness the gold on my heart skin.
(25th March 2024)
Notes :
* this sentence is not from me
** “underskin tatooes” is a reference to Audre Lorde in “Zami, a new spelling of my name”, who describes the memory of her lover as emotional tattoos left on her skin forever.
Beautiful Darkness – dance videos
Pre-verbal grief danced rituals
Music : Gustavo Santaolalla – De Ushuaia A La Quiaca
