Krakatoa, emerges as the political need to scenically address a social occupation: breaking the public silence around suicide.
Rubble King introduces a short attention span, an investigative creature of the archetype. An entity in a sandbox, a place of unlimited information, an excessively productive circuit looking for archetypes to feed on. Various states through shifting attention and dodging the conclusion, a rational ridicule.
Creating an immersive and speculative atmosphere, the audience is invited to place itself. It is not a presentation in space but a presentation of space in permanent development: fleeting and expansive.
Normality returns quickly and sanity is not at risk, just turn the other way and snuggle back into your own soft and fragrant conceptions. How many layers does a dream have? Where does one person's dream end and another's dream begin? Where is the border between the real and the surreal?
“Nova refutação do tempo” é uma criação multidisciplinar, onde a fotografia e a dança habitam o mesmo espaço. Onde a imagem não existe sem movimento e movimento não existe sem imagem. Criamos uma performance feita de fragmentos, onde reinventamos um corpo, mas também o espaço em que esse mesmo corpo se transforma.
I remove myself from this pile of earth and huge stones, I dig out my hand, followed by my arm, my leg, until my entire body is exposed. I look in the mirror and look for transparency, but there is a lot of dust, scratches, and traces of pebbles. I am full of strata, of layers.
1. Hurt, Touched, Grievous, Sad, Plangent, Sensitive, Half Rotten, Broken; 2. Psychophysiological function that consists of experiencing a certain type of sensation; (...)
On stage, a character for two interpreters who invoke memories, fears and insecurities, in a deaf dialogue with each other. The inside and the outside, the fall and the jump, the private and the public, all wrapped up in lullabies. On stage, two bodies that never tire of trying. Two bodies that know that sometimes you have to relearn how to live, and even relearn how to breathe.
The game is played with your eyes closed to switch off the violence of unattainable ideals of beauty, representations and preconceived ways associated with femininity. Connecting with the authorship of their own body, the performers.
"Simulacro" is an exercise in intimacy, repetition and resistance. Two bodies in continuous action explore the limits of their proximity through the degenerative nature of the gesture.
