tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11565691343654228972024-02-07T07:10:28.817+01:00las caperucitas - todo esto no es MACBAUN PROYECTO AUDIOVISUAL DE INTERVENCIONES URBANAS PERFORMATIVASIngrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-57402178765591315162011-06-12T14:19:00.002+02:002011-06-12T14:47:58.514+02:00bunga bunga notizie flash<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyRgJiUrObxLhRIYZY0OY0MJR6z7j-tI8u0pZPyizpNajuYyEYs0GeMLbBXcKFPpcAkp35p6BMBDXVWejoKTQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-54674050671976452612011-06-12T14:08:00.002+02:002011-06-12T14:18:47.985+02:00Palermo!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzwJDLmMvOG7kReCFfACe0Q8BToPHap3rubG6M4_zua3IhAFb2hxHwVAPAf4XkoxGfbjHzb9sinAwjLPjcuuQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-4380632819660855902011-06-08T11:58:00.001+02:002011-06-08T12:00:01.661+02:00BUNGA BUNGA PER TUTTI!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutIa7pwykt50M_T3QC6LqGNcLcJ94GrGva0A4nnrsIDr5g7Ilfh88QThni7ChPMXJ2k8NbQzb7_xKKMrleMdph_ABmpL9UJp5FnzY8VtlCmm8YDbhGFuYFvBb9eV6gSST9kt4UvPihhs/s1600/bungabungasmall.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhutIa7pwykt50M_T3QC6LqGNcLcJ94GrGva0A4nnrsIDr5g7Ilfh88QThni7ChPMXJ2k8NbQzb7_xKKMrleMdph_ABmpL9UJp5FnzY8VtlCmm8YDbhGFuYFvBb9eV6gSST9kt4UvPihhs/s400/bungabungasmall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615786499681164130" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:";font-size:22.5pt;" lang="ES-AR" ><br />sine lupo____________________________</span> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:18pt;" lang="ES-AR" > </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:16pt;" lang="ES-AR" >Sine Lupo presenta "Bunga Bunga per Tutti"</span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:16pt;" lang="ES-AR" ><span> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family:Arial;"> </span></p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Bunga Bunga Per Tutti </p> <p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">perchè no?</p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Pinocchio è tornato, rivestito di piume e lustrini. </p><p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Un antiberlusque show per ridere e deridere il naso più lungo d'Italia alle prese, anche lui, con le pene d'amore.</p> <p style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Perchè se l'estate brucia di gelosia... one cannot love and be wise!</p><br />"Bunga Bunga Per Tutti" è una satira della cultura machista di cui il berlusconismo è portabandiera eccelso e una celebrazione di Palermo e dei suoi colori. Un viaggio surreale in rosa e nero.<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family:Arial;">Ingreso Libero.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p> <span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family:Arial;">SineLupo è una collaborazione performativa tra Michela Aiello e Jennifer Moule, la cui pratica è un fluido mix di Human Graffiti, incursioni urbane, performance parti e atti poetici.</span>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-2173936693905157362011-04-14T19:24:00.002+02:002011-04-14T19:40:36.379+02:00mpalemmu<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMKeIvMIKd2qBf4uIA7mM2gBkp3bNf9Ll95GdvnDmMQukX1tXak89TBcWBJxoe2aw_ieYXicQF1CnJ-jmUbWyRA2Rq_cbCJXk5EiDG-JSfHU6ZQctqP2soIVeheawyWt8nLwehtAfkFs/s1600/DSC_2376.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTruys2_cG0xFFPp2xoTBvca29vowYfjqx9Phx3xCprAvSOkCcBe8wizM62GLSVM9uycmPgPz0-rmm_W-RIUqjhnPbUx_-V7UhGV1AwWA6OxoIa5AcFwcgYI-rzE_H5jlt0vg4Pcamr0/s1600/DSC_2187.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnTruys2_cG0xFFPp2xoTBvca29vowYfjqx9Phx3xCprAvSOkCcBe8wizM62GLSVM9uycmPgPz0-rmm_W-RIUqjhnPbUx_-V7UhGV1AwWA6OxoIa5AcFwcgYI-rzE_H5jlt0vg4Pcamr0/s400/DSC_2187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595492736902102546" border="0" /></a><br />"a big part of the celebration is experimenting the transformation of work space, or traffic space, or some kind of official space into playfield" (R.Schechner)<br />to merge:<br />fondere o incorporare qualcosa con qualcosa<br />mescolare- amalgamarsi<br />fondersi con- unirsi con- confluire in-congiungersi<br />congiungersi con<br />fondersi<br />confondersi<br />perdersi in- mimetizzarsi tra<br /><br /><br />Surreale come un camaleonte fuxia. Una contraddizione in termini. Un ossimoro visivo.<br />Camaleonti falliti, vorremmo essere essere un tutt'uno con la scenografica architettura palermitana, ma non è possibile perchè abbiamo indosso dei vestiti fuxia, trovati, i due, su una bancarella a Porta Portese. Un euro. Impossibile resistere.<br />The scarlett women- vestiti da prostitute dei tempi del Can Can.<br />Impulso a dipingere l'architettura con i nostri corpi in fuxia.<br />Camouflage: è una maniera per nascondersi.<br />Come tartarughe che nascondono gli arti e la testa al proprio interno, per essere un tutt'uno con lo spazio. Rimane il guscio a tradire la presenza.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZanpuezerkk22kvt44-WuKqmm2cfOmI_QJKN6aD1cIVuctDMBG57LTwZL3bQdTGQwBNKtUNtU-exLFLWIA86obJZP5sKR5dqob5Il19-kDpKjnu59ODRRyDmIZzDxlSyUAObDc0vDZZE/s1600/DSC_2269.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZanpuezerkk22kvt44-WuKqmm2cfOmI_QJKN6aD1cIVuctDMBG57LTwZL3bQdTGQwBNKtUNtU-exLFLWIA86obJZP5sKR5dqob5Il19-kDpKjnu59ODRRyDmIZzDxlSyUAObDc0vDZZE/s400/DSC_2269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595491863264726050" border="0" /></a><br />Proponiamo un'esperienza visuale straniante.<br />Fuori contesto-fuori di casa.<br />Una performance itinerante che attraversa gli spazi pubblici del centro storico.<br />La strada è il nostro teatro.<br />Destinatari: i passanti<br />Nate nell'era sbagliata?<br />La dolce vita, la vie en fuxia.<br />Stereotipi di donne melodrammatiche ispirate da Mina e Valie Export<br />Sveniamo sempre. E adattiamo il nostro corpo agli spazi che ci accolgono.<br />Una tragicommedia di macchie di colore.<br />Proponiamo un approccio giocoso alla pratica performativa: si tratta di un atto ludico che trasforma lo spazio attraverso il suo stesso uso.<br />Come clowns instighiamo alla re-azione contro l'indifferenza quotidiana del passante.<br />Vogliamo scardinare la quotidianità.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMKeIvMIKd2qBf4uIA7mM2gBkp3bNf9Ll95GdvnDmMQukX1tXak89TBcWBJxoe2aw_ieYXicQF1CnJ-jmUbWyRA2Rq_cbCJXk5EiDG-JSfHU6ZQctqP2soIVeheawyWt8nLwehtAfkFs/s1600/DSC_2376.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbMKeIvMIKd2qBf4uIA7mM2gBkp3bNf9Ll95GdvnDmMQukX1tXak89TBcWBJxoe2aw_ieYXicQF1CnJ-jmUbWyRA2Rq_cbCJXk5EiDG-JSfHU6ZQctqP2soIVeheawyWt8nLwehtAfkFs/s400/DSC_2376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595494374687677778" border="0" /></a><br />Siamo graffiti umani, effimeri, articoliamo una scrittura del corpo nel tentativo di “concepire il sé come corpo in diversi contesti di spazio e di luogo: nelle sue varie, impensate forme di espressione così come nella sua determinabilità attraverso l'architettura” .(Edith Fuscher)<br />Ci sentiamo ispirate dal lavoro di Valie Export, che nel ciclo Korperkonfigurationen (1972-1976) utilizza il corpo come forma plastica, in una serie di sperimentazioni del rapporto tra il corpo femminile e lo spazio, in cui quest'ultimo non si configura solo come “ambiente”, ma come contesto riorganizzato o definito dall'azione esplicata dalla persona che ne costituisce il centro ideale.<br /><br />Ci conformiamo alle diverse strutture spaziali, adagiamo i nostri corpi ad un paesaggio, ne seguiamo le linee o imitiamo la configurazione degli oggetti.<br />Imitando linee e angoli, riempendo gli interstizi il corpo femminile viene adattato, è mostrato come un “secondo”: qualcosa che viene aggiunto, che si lascia aggiungere, ma anche che cambia e rifunzionalizza lo spazio stesso.<br /><br />Ci piace contrapporre alla logica di ciò che è fisso una a-logica di ciò che è fluido: un modo altro di strutturare la realtà.Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-76208784304091384422011-04-06T08:32:00.006+02:002011-04-06T09:23:23.820+02:00OH NA NA qual è il mio nome_SINELUPO lost in PALERMOOh, a whoa a a oh<br /> Oh, a whoa a a oh<br /><br /> si puo andare in centro con le ragazze come noi?<br /><br /> Siamo Rhianna, siamo Mina, siamo Ragazzi Ray Ban, siamo tuoi.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxpXfT0wu1VbvZCH8PtJ4CNH3rtjmi-oo0RSfpc0qIUasNmynLFwaEfLQUZgNbyjCbOKXCcjoQu6Dp-bso4mUMrCRmqKuUlDfBC157LaVxZrx8hDtb_PFQceQDeteFcIhJBoOlxwpqyc/s1600/locandina.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvxpXfT0wu1VbvZCH8PtJ4CNH3rtjmi-oo0RSfpc0qIUasNmynLFwaEfLQUZgNbyjCbOKXCcjoQu6Dp-bso4mUMrCRmqKuUlDfBC157LaVxZrx8hDtb_PFQceQDeteFcIhJBoOlxwpqyc/s400/locandina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592355054104230178" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oh na na qual è il mio nome_performance enogastronomica per fenicotteri rosa<br /> una sagace parodia pop di mtv e delle sue zozzate commerciali che danno della donna un'immagine di bamboletta che sbatte le lunghe ciglia e ha bisogno di un rapper con catenazza d'oro che la consoli<br /> testi di canzoni che riflettono il nulla di chi le scrive. ma dov'è il senso?<br /> sinelupo ne attribuisce uno tutto suo, poetico e surrealista, passando per il vostro frigorifero.Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-3908260382298417142011-01-07T18:18:00.003+01:002011-04-06T09:24:16.094+02:00to merge in the VaticAno<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86jjW7PMwJHRm_WUDH0jrJlgwJavBCAhswjloabEkFKHAb5_NL04r93gMV3kj7zQZ1OPhYklxE6RzrK0OaQBbd990NzfDoJkuYaBHFDkn4G2dt1GYaCgZsg61_I6Rmab2xlJjDfhPudY/s1600/DSCF7297.JPG"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh86jjW7PMwJHRm_WUDH0jrJlgwJavBCAhswjloabEkFKHAb5_NL04r93gMV3kj7zQZ1OPhYklxE6RzrK0OaQBbd990NzfDoJkuYaBHFDkn4G2dt1GYaCgZsg61_I6Rmab2xlJjDfhPudY/s400/DSCF7297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559494933151252962" border="0" /></a>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-16020571010674319312011-01-05T19:45:00.002+01:002011-01-05T19:47:30.726+01:00rrrrrrrrrrRoma<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVxPvcvijgRhFGgVLqUxgxbih42RKbmyp8bTHQiCtqRbNCZBKA0euPO7SuqpBJznm5CtFv3aPnX29EqVwLbTnRChmWra3G2YaQzbOo6cLt3yi3VnxyS4cIEbOY0fjAQpWE2euarq9Yh0/s1600/DSCF7043.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBVxPvcvijgRhFGgVLqUxgxbih42RKbmyp8bTHQiCtqRbNCZBKA0euPO7SuqpBJznm5CtFv3aPnX29EqVwLbTnRChmWra3G2YaQzbOo6cLt3yi3VnxyS4cIEbOY0fjAQpWE2euarq9Yh0/s400/DSCF7043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558775339012135634" /></a>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-83672094989125388422010-07-07T00:36:00.005+02:002010-07-09T17:47:27.419+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgphhyphenhyphenGVihe_iizCU0ZD7dKZsOXMehIAvBaVyXfumYS98wF1UytJWw88FEwYuUcqZrJV1jxRktgCPo05LNdv07HUZeE1b1GAKF49CycVnbPMUB7ixx6vpQqOVls-6mgnqMpJGTZ6R0ABU/s1600/IMGP4950.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgphhyphenhyphenGVihe_iizCU0ZD7dKZsOXMehIAvBaVyXfumYS98wF1UytJWw88FEwYuUcqZrJV1jxRktgCPo05LNdv07HUZeE1b1GAKF49CycVnbPMUB7ixx6vpQqOVls-6mgnqMpJGTZ6R0ABU/s400/IMGP4950.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490926866683384962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi31LektVF5zRQ2M5gttS-PDqOMPHdqUUo4rT7dvrBrOB7bDDGb3gJAV3TqIS0B4b0-TgvVem7P_2cV6X8hIvZMYdGKXMRb3iaRMyycLUc1NEkjIw84yA6afVqGqBXva-zE-Mzghfc_xIk/s1600/IMGP4903.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi31LektVF5zRQ2M5gttS-PDqOMPHdqUUo4rT7dvrBrOB7bDDGb3gJAV3TqIS0B4b0-TgvVem7P_2cV6X8hIvZMYdGKXMRb3iaRMyycLUc1NEkjIw84yA6afVqGqBXva-zE-Mzghfc_xIk/s400/IMGP4903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490926858518588626" /></a><br /><br />Cerimonia originale, strano tipo di festa, <br />la folla ci guardava gli occhi fuori dalla testa<br />eravamo osservati dalla gente civile <br />che mai aveva visto matrimoni in quello stile. <br /><br />Ed ecco soffia il vento e si porta lontano <br />il cappello che mio padre tormentava in una mano <br />ecco cade la pioggia da un cielo mal disposto <br />deciso ad impedire le nozze ad ogni costo. <br /><br />Ed io non scorderò mai la sposa in pianto <br />cullava come un bimbo i suoi fiori di campo <br />ed io per consolarla, io con la gola tesa <br />suonavo la mia armonica come un organo da chiesa. <br /><br />Mostrando i pugni nudi gli amici tutti quanti <br />gridarono "per Giove, le nozze vanno avanti" <br />per la gente bagnata, per gli dei dispettosi <br />le nozze vanno avanti, viva viva gli sposi. <br /> <br />da Marcia nuziale di Fabrizio De Andrè<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY90M28cR__cxBgUCBQtg1hk7MHjAPmzEy2krOgD-9CBR1Soe_LsxDkaxAoLSfqovaKQrKdvILEXtFEcT1EvFygc1O2MVzMoRjQSLmryOmkoctkJarGCXOQtmwvt0X9lNYLskmw7K3hiE/s1600/DSC08215.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY90M28cR__cxBgUCBQtg1hk7MHjAPmzEy2krOgD-9CBR1Soe_LsxDkaxAoLSfqovaKQrKdvILEXtFEcT1EvFygc1O2MVzMoRjQSLmryOmkoctkJarGCXOQtmwvt0X9lNYLskmw7K3hiE/s400/DSC08215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490926853388091234" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw6EZCLqadDnXd3myWy1kfJFQOSep2bAhRaZuKxR-s4D3fACzm2RT0Jbqr1rZB6GTHURGtvC7bLNydADF5U5Zgm0qZbfvdNRk3yLvLKRSBz2FiffN0rIf6mcVGWdc0zw2KZIyezQVNgy4/s1600/DSC08218.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw6EZCLqadDnXd3myWy1kfJFQOSep2bAhRaZuKxR-s4D3fACzm2RT0Jbqr1rZB6GTHURGtvC7bLNydADF5U5Zgm0qZbfvdNRk3yLvLKRSBz2FiffN0rIf6mcVGWdc0zw2KZIyezQVNgy4/s400/DSC08218.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490926843574446290" /></a><br /><br />En la mesa de un restaurante hemos dicho:<br />el corazon solo lo entregan las vacas.<br />Y dormimos juntos.<br />una persona que engana a otra persona durante toda la vida.<br />Toda la vida son muchos anos y una familia feliz<br />es una familia feliz.<br /><br />Miradas de amor<br />Canciones de amor<br />Palabras de amor<br />Ritmos de amor<br />Todo una mierda.<br />(desde Notas de Cocina de Rodrigo Garcia)Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-61450070988011280632010-06-29T19:50:00.003+02:002010-06-29T20:09:03.287+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiaUW2SrmmoYnM1Y4O7r2Dqp2Htfg1vg73DGGkHJP6R454S2Qof7a4Ne91SBq1J2jax_VOjr69FySwb022jq_2jpTx0QaG1Sek-p_CEYK2R4Wn8DZmvDjAA6YFtSPKvS1ZPHjDVemC3RM/s1600/06172010LM_SonarNoivas_01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiaUW2SrmmoYnM1Y4O7r2Dqp2Htfg1vg73DGGkHJP6R454S2Qof7a4Ne91SBq1J2jax_VOjr69FySwb022jq_2jpTx0QaG1Sek-p_CEYK2R4Wn8DZmvDjAA6YFtSPKvS1ZPHjDVemC3RM/s400/06172010LM_SonarNoivas_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488254523075352818" /></a>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-65947619831988964592010-06-29T19:17:00.002+02:002010-06-29T19:34:49.800+02:00que se besen, que se besen!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxhU-5t7ovji1cAgaHLLzf3CGEKFD6H5PwCXbItk6-JvjcHkfrjkzr--igKEEB96p2Dg775bUAfRZw19GlMXQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-40811462336409325892010-06-29T09:09:00.008+02:002010-06-29T19:52:00.215+02:00Quiero ser la nieta adoptada de Salvador Dalí.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xKkJ7xO0i5rYQDLtq16MENAlMmDCV0GQtIZt8UOgmu9ztD2FXUQDqu6c-j-SrGuInf686Ivo3YyBd_gXN8ZaThmEjQaFv1dadCr5C7pcIBrZ1vmudngdFbPX57gz1D_Tiwsdlbmhy7g/s1600/IMGP5088.JPG"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEistplQLQGIQA6PstWjCHEk98w9AQcb4SaaMw8EqvNkxhR7a70K-I3t9E6SfOmltPu5fcagkuRoDfZz0uM8bDzwDL7oXNxgQNZ4kkvkAesiUXijXoQlEOVvNgTYifWGrPLlYXApSdlvTYA/s1600/IMGP4951.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEistplQLQGIQA6PstWjCHEk98w9AQcb4SaaMw8EqvNkxhR7a70K-I3t9E6SfOmltPu5fcagkuRoDfZz0uM8bDzwDL7oXNxgQNZ4kkvkAesiUXijXoQlEOVvNgTYifWGrPLlYXApSdlvTYA/s400/IMGP4951.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488227952749596338" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVeh2ebEO6mgsFV5UGv9ne5i67A3KtTvd6CcA2ButBPDEmEmRJfpnPOE1WFl7cMqjwP-5Ja_fS6YQia6XnRKzrggXmP04xljur8idY3LczsqRPd1JToef9j0jjfkcWv62AHnWsFuKM6iw/s1600/P6286311.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:15px;">Estos son mis pensamientos después de “</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#66FF99;">La Boda Performativa de Arroz Verde con Lagrimas del Cocodrilo</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:15px;">”.</span></span></a> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">Una lluvia de arroz verde, una cama de cebolla y una gatita mordiendo el vestido de novia. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">Me encanta sudar en el escenario, me sudé un océano ayer durante el performance, porque estuve actuando con todo – no estuve siguiendo un guión. Hice mis acciones, palabras y tick tick boom del corazón. Es otro tipo de teatro cuando no estas bajo de la varilla de Shakespeare, Chekhov o cualquier gran escritor del teatro. Es como estuvieras de vacaciones en el teatro porque haces y hablas lo que tu cuerpo quiere decir- I am not waiting in the wings until act V.i, to rinse my hands of a “damned spot”. </span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">I can kick start the madness in the first second of performance as there are no rules and no governance of how performance should or can be staged – unlike classical or living room theatre where creativity is caged and musty.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:48px;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:48px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); font-family:Georgia;font-size:16px;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfhEAyWz4n-YGTM5h8wHDKHl7lWni2cHaGg1liEnfm3ciAxx_eZsLyyMxRFyKrPC92ZOYmXtmQVzcy-Rl_T2KVtHeCzUKJXq8DEMdIISAzuiEroKSfkJzKDhDBJZRdQJNpwdHSTKSYKmQ/s400/IMGP5012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488228333673591378" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">Quiero ser la nieta de Dalí. Fui a la casa de Salvador Dalí en Cadaques el fin de semana pasado y para mi, la taxidermia y los objetos sobrenaturales (el oso blanco, las palomas muertas, los maniquís, Mercury y Argos, moon and sea snail on rock, Venus with chunky thighs, Cubist breasts and salmon skin, Lewis Carrolian decadence and zoological pleasures) me hablan. Entiendo el baile de Dalì.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Calibri;font-size:48px;"><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Calibri;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Calibri;"><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">La casa de Dalí no es una casa es una Safari. Era un cazador de cultura – y con todo el tesoro que le gustó, lo guardó, incluyendo su musa Rusa, Gala.<o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:16px;">f</span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xKkJ7xO0i5rYQDLtq16MENAlMmDCV0GQtIZt8UOgmu9ztD2FXUQDqu6c-j-SrGuInf686Ivo3YyBd_gXN8ZaThmEjQaFv1dadCr5C7pcIBrZ1vmudngdFbPX57gz1D_Tiwsdlbmhy7g/s1600/IMGP5088.JPG"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0xKkJ7xO0i5rYQDLtq16MENAlMmDCV0GQtIZt8UOgmu9ztD2FXUQDqu6c-j-SrGuInf686Ivo3YyBd_gXN8ZaThmEjQaFv1dadCr5C7pcIBrZ1vmudngdFbPX57gz1D_Tiwsdlbmhy7g/s400/IMGP5088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488228960215092258" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /></a><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">Ayer caminando con el cocodrilo de plástico, pensé en el. No me parece loco, o raro caminar con un cocodrilo de plástico – es el opuesto. Tengo ganas de crear imágenes y <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">hacer ruido poético</span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal">. <o:p></o:p></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;">Las novias con latas de Fanta, Red Bull y Voll Damm caminan orgullosamente. <o:p></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:15px;">Hacemos música. Somos una orquesta de dos.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p></span><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"><span lang="ES-AR" style="font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi- mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;mso-bidi-font-weight:boldfont-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">El "surrealismo es destructivo, pero destruye solamente qué considera ser grillos que limitan nuestra visión." </span></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-family:Calibri;mso-bidi- mso-bidi-font-weight:boldfont-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;">Salvador Dali.</span></span></span><span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;color:black;"> </span><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style=" mso-ansi-language:ES-AR;font-family:Calibri;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-42694193972378402132010-06-20T12:49:00.010+02:002010-06-29T19:52:51.016+02:00Invitaciòn_boda performativa_LUNES 28 DE JUNIO<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmzEP29zEWy5ZP5nv2OY4WohxmE6_njH_T_X2He9Ltym_7OE8teGSTUjKcR2NZ0m1nWqBxtPSY4Yn7ZBskXEq87X2ju69KkejyymFRMGLHE-su6FAnYqHIgpcn_-LvvSGOLGFpiomqDdo/s1600/invitacion.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmzEP29zEWy5ZP5nv2OY4WohxmE6_njH_T_X2He9Ltym_7OE8teGSTUjKcR2NZ0m1nWqBxtPSY4Yn7ZBskXEq87X2ju69KkejyymFRMGLHE-su6FAnYqHIgpcn_-LvvSGOLGFpiomqDdo/s400/invitacion.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484806758143248594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 257px; " /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">BODA PERFORMATIVA de Arroz Verde con Lágrimas del Cocodrilo.<br /><br />Boda + Performance en la iglesia del Pi a las 19.30.<br /><br /><br /><br />and the music don't feel like it did when I felt it with you...<br /><br />footsteps on the dance floor, remind me baby of you...<br /><br />I will break down and cry lagrimás del cocodrilo...<br /><br />teardrops y arroz verde en mis ojos...<br /><br />todo me acuerdo de ti..</span></span></span></span><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><br />la proxima vez voy a ser verdadera...<br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family:'lucida grande';"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQ9dxocCsBEzk-KSb9rT1FIG1ZDFLJ54hwvKgytkdOnAf4tbnpfmq8BcMWZS0TqOG_mVKLj4wckUnreKGEsOGucuocuKCrcTMi_1i5vmYkN-3LmK3L3PDyNUhkAIEtg3WPcgKEqxxFLY/s1600/R0010639.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZQ9dxocCsBEzk-KSb9rT1FIG1ZDFLJ54hwvKgytkdOnAf4tbnpfmq8BcMWZS0TqOG_mVKLj4wckUnreKGEsOGucuocuKCrcTMi_1i5vmYkN-3LmK3L3PDyNUhkAIEtg3WPcgKEqxxFLY/s400/R0010639.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486712034039118466" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><div><br /></div></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); ">"Somos muñecas de ocho anos. Queremos que todo el mundo nos quiera y nos acepte en los sitios donde bailamos. Intentamos hacer el papel de la novia perfecta – paradas con espaldas rectas fuera de las iglesia Santa Maria del Pi; we rub shoulders with MacBA and skip with the skater boyz de la ciudad. Our clothes are saturated with the dirt, gritos machistas and breath of the city."<br /><br />"Tal vez nuestro trabajo nunca va a llegar o estar incluido dentro de las paredes del museu d'Art Contemporani de Barcelona, tal vez nunca me voy a poner un vestido de boda y casarme en una iglesia…. – y por eso me da ganas de probar el papel y acercarme a estos institutos lejanos de mi vida real."<br /><br />"Somos las chicas que no están invitados a la fiesta, y nos quedamos afuera; pero no vamos a llorar."</span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSqUAoqNfu3I8iJWT3NHjcPyU8rFpmF502KZ4I_IL7cayyz28rHA1JKdtKuXYwCgMXm3englGKgr-lJ9RabUxlR0G0q5FYiggufRth1s10dGyoet2NE-fI5nVBWoLdFRCk30HPR_F8A-A/s1600/IMGP0987.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSqUAoqNfu3I8iJWT3NHjcPyU8rFpmF502KZ4I_IL7cayyz28rHA1JKdtKuXYwCgMXm3englGKgr-lJ9RabUxlR0G0q5FYiggufRth1s10dGyoet2NE-fI5nVBWoLdFRCk30HPR_F8A-A/s400/IMGP0987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486710840015478930" /></a><div>ve esperamos!</div>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-6769663611511088392010-06-14T15:09:00.007+02:002010-06-21T09:20:33.235+02:00Somos ghosts o el futuro…<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBs7ipUQi6r6-xjeP1GTry9eI7Vj_Za3lBcTRcnFKhxpdqVTZdEH1yHlTtJmglAwyugfJbVgvJc8cIbKPUCW9hPeSv7HUoJCO_b2qdUq9c5LApVtXCyBMR-EJnKvJBQu0FN5inBB2sbUQ/s1600/SL383354.JPG"><img style="float:left; 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"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "><br /></span></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipKx-TaxXdVGIczOs6yPSX0kmv6xDurx-DCUqeOowTvAvSxCtB48BEx-QJGZIzWc1obtKPROHq2oSlsXPBBIxxsJrFYVtlT-guvbNeljrfuvHvYkvNYWCflCVvJUNj9bGnqNYBpEK9irw/s1600/SL383359.JPG"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipKx-TaxXdVGIczOs6yPSX0kmv6xDurx-DCUqeOowTvAvSxCtB48BEx-QJGZIzWc1obtKPROHq2oSlsXPBBIxxsJrFYVtlT-guvbNeljrfuvHvYkvNYWCflCVvJUNj9bGnqNYBpEK9irw/s1600/SL383359.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "></span></span></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipKx-TaxXdVGIczOs6yPSX0kmv6xDurx-DCUqeOowTvAvSxCtB48BEx-QJGZIzWc1obtKPROHq2oSlsXPBBIxxsJrFYVtlT-guvbNeljrfuvHvYkvNYWCflCVvJUNj9bGnqNYBpEK9irw/s1600/SL383359.JPG">Este projecto es una celebración de la arquitectura y topografía de Barcelona.</a><p class="MsoNormal">e.g Little Red Riding Hood encanta el barrio gotico y las novias nadan en la arena de Barceloneta.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-AR">Nuestro trabajo es un homenaje activo, donde celebramos e intentamos a recapturar or revivir personajes de varias décadas que han corrido, conquistado, llorado, encontrado amor y han estado perdidos en estas calles.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-AR">Coqueteamos con los edificios. </span>Yes, we are flirts, toying with the architecture of Barcelona.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-AR">Macba, las mesas de ping pong, la Ciudadella, la Boqueria son nuestros juguetes y casas transitorias. <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Nuestros personajes abusan y explotan su vestuario para flirtear con la arquitectura de Barcelona, </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-AR">en momentos complementamos el paisaje, </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-AR">y a veces somos graffiti humano. </span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR" style="mso-ansi-language:ES-AR">Sin pertenecer finalmente a esto.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">Como muñecas de ocho anos, queremos que todo el mundo nos quiera y nos acepte en estos sitios. Intentamos hacer el papel de la novia perfecta – paradas con espaldas rectas fuera de las iglesia Santa Maria del Pi; we rub shoulders with MacBA and skip with the skater boyz de la ciudad. Our clothes are saturated with the dirt, gritos machistas and breath of the city.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">Tal vez nuestro trabajo nunca va a llegar o estar incluido dentro de las paredes del museu d'Art Contemporani de Barcelona, tal vez nunca me voy a poner un vestido de boda y casarme en una iglesia….</span><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">– y por eso me da ganas de probar el papel y acercarme a estos institutos lejanos de mi vida real.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">I want to stick my tongue out, taunt, pose and smile and be close to the reputed or accepted art that sleeps inside Macba. </span><span lang="ES-AR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">Somos las chicas que no están invitados a la fiesta, y quedamos afuera.</span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="ES-AR"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">Pero no vamos a llorar. </span></span></p><p></p></div>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-90368090582122240592010-06-13T23:24:00.006+02:002010-06-14T15:08:54.273+02:00a new age of curiosity<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_M77pK2c8jkMQPsm1jDyf1w0tM-ZJBmnFNLbOaoN59_m3hNMnoiO4x0tyjyl1HBvTXPH-BK0k3nLKCQ8ddBH5704LOEz9lXX17sVIFa2oqiQXTwqYFZsavEL2UP7GihAvzEP9fBL__Y/s1600/SL383282.JPG"><img style="float:right; 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background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; font-size:12px;color:transparent;"><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "><br /></p><p size="12px" color="transparent" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background- background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">"Curiosity is a vice that has been stigmatized in turn by Christianity, by philosophy, and even by a certain conception of science. <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">Curiosity</span></b>, futility. The word, however, pleases me. To me it suggests something altogether different: it evokes 'concern'; <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">it evokes the care one takes for what exists and could exist; a readiness to find strange and singular what surrounds us; a certain relentlessness to break up our familiarities </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">and to regard otherwise the same things; </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">a fervor to grasp what is happening and what passes</span></b>; a casualness in regard to the traditional hierarchies of the important and the essential.</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">"I dream of a new age of curiosity. We have the technical means for it; the desire is there; the things to be known are infinite; the people who can employ themselves at this task exist. Why do we suffer? From too little: from the channels that are too narrow, skimpy, quasi-monopolistic, insufficient. There is no point in adopting a protectionist attitude, to prevent 'bad' information from invading and suffocating the 'good.' Rather, we must multiply the paths and the possibility of comings and goings."</p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 18px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; outline-width: 0px; outline-style: initial; outline-color: initial; font-size: 12px; vertical-align: baseline; background-image: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; ">Michael Foucault on Curiosity</p></span>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-35027635454510800332010-06-10T21:04:00.004+02:002010-06-13T23:23:30.313+02:00Two women sitting/ Butterflies with burnt wings.<div>Dues dones assegudes/ Papallones d'ales cremades</div><div>c.1900-1901</div><div>Dibuix a ploma i llapis, acolorit, sobre paper.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dos mujeres sentadas/ Mariposas de alas quemadas.</div><div>c. 1900-1901</div><div>Dibujoa pluma y lapiz, coloreado, sobre papel. </div><div>Pablo Picasso</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezt4oGnH0157zDg6OOC1fkac3BtAsheFNX1SChW6ArlnEIYu1mcMpUK3_pUW0VvYExdgDXFYqTqiQCFGCWLZ8Jqf-D4n0zYBNrh2MLGTmWPe1DQAy1O8w3dCmZAIcRsbAo60l3P_WInQ/s1600/sposa1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezt4oGnH0157zDg6OOC1fkac3BtAsheFNX1SChW6ArlnEIYu1mcMpUK3_pUW0VvYExdgDXFYqTqiQCFGCWLZ8Jqf-D4n0zYBNrh2MLGTmWPe1DQAy1O8w3dCmZAIcRsbAo60l3P_WInQ/s400/sposa1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481223083127052082" /></a>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-77423232893534226192010-06-08T08:37:00.005+02:002010-06-20T17:11:14.158+02:00Preciosas y sin Lobo. PERFORMANCE ESTE VIERNES (11 DE JUNIO)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOWAdCYymQLg1hX_JiKczRmClCzPB8nHl50QWwjx9NY5eKuwZ3WyEjjCAR2zGnModFSe-29uJDWIPGWXUkCaFrvRzYYagBdfz6kB_W48EqAXryShvqZ6ey8gPJuHzkijdjyiXb0SXi5g/s1600/DSCF3361.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLOWAdCYymQLg1hX_JiKczRmClCzPB8nHl50QWwjx9NY5eKuwZ3WyEjjCAR2zGnModFSe-29uJDWIPGWXUkCaFrvRzYYagBdfz6kB_W48EqAXryShvqZ6ey8gPJuHzkijdjyiXb0SXi5g/s400/DSCF3361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480289464942241906" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">Performance + Exposiciòn fotografica + Video<br /><br />Cuándo? </span><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">11 de junio.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;"> </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;">ESTE VIERNES!!!!!!</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFF00;"><br />Cuánto? 3 euros<br />Dónde? RAI, C/ Carders, 12, 08003 Barcelona.<br /></span>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-23852640146278127122010-06-02T11:20:00.003+02:002010-06-02T14:23:50.489+02:00perdidas en el bosque<div><br /></div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyFQ4QuQwm9GI-qlDx9vp1wYy-g90KZeSD9RZYg_PJ-Kd0m-bTDYrcYcL-UGZLKpi8lpV_b8G2wzB-6l3mGmQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-88260190179964992412010-05-30T13:48:00.004+02:002010-05-30T17:14:26.318+02:00vive l'amour!<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwxj_Kqr5KRgbUfA3s_MrzEWJx0TyzBTvn_FvoxVUjOBWgtNixuaV4ts5VA6AaVGCVYDK-bduCLnAOim4-IqQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-1848191595234598552010-05-28T11:39:00.004+02:002010-05-30T13:34:26.018+02:00different things<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQKLEWxGI6GdFHnbEpyyHbCDaegI-WATBD9RhxHQAUXgvdsvdEvsCh55eyKw9aOo2PIaf05DlTpgZJS0lJSXMHKndRpg-y6ul-F6nxjXzv38UWXpiXzRQprexAmJFvjWdK8NwyOTSO1M4/s1600/DSCF4060.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQKLEWxGI6GdFHnbEpyyHbCDaegI-WATBD9RhxHQAUXgvdsvdEvsCh55eyKw9aOo2PIaf05DlTpgZJS0lJSXMHKndRpg-y6ul-F6nxjXzv38UWXpiXzRQprexAmJFvjWdK8NwyOTSO1M4/s320/DSCF4060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477022714621616178" /></a>M. C. Richards went to see the Bolshoi Ballet. She was delighted with the dancing. She said: "It's not what they do, it's the ardor with which they do it".<div>I said: "Yes: composition, performance and audition or observation are really different things. They have next to nothing to do with one another".</div><div>J. Cage</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBu07xAxLcq9U0Q4FoQth4GT-UXF1tlTkV18gsK0Ya2kCnFgbazTbmT8jz12YcWAUyl2kDH2htC_B_i-g3xUUKKuFbXxnEEU4G2nilvhh27TlpzK6nXKLJDsQ16q5hK5mcSzca2Efm0VI/s1600/DSCF4126.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBu07xAxLcq9U0Q4FoQth4GT-UXF1tlTkV18gsK0Ya2kCnFgbazTbmT8jz12YcWAUyl2kDH2htC_B_i-g3xUUKKuFbXxnEEU4G2nilvhh27TlpzK6nXKLJDsQ16q5hK5mcSzca2Efm0VI/s320/DSCF4126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477018690750350402" /></a>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-7835629412049876262010-05-27T17:24:00.004+02:002010-05-27T17:29:34.330+02:00travesìa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT-BXChVdO8o6AshsVRnsWUveIAwMgQMXpXUWk6EG9E2OIQEgkBmzHaEqo5lBtGILR9MRqRqov7wTiqMRx2kCGnilS7Bf_4qPphv677KDpgHTisoKAvzeBC4KxOm-EEwewx8N2_MUjYvU/s1600/DSCF4078.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT-BXChVdO8o6AshsVRnsWUveIAwMgQMXpXUWk6EG9E2OIQEgkBmzHaEqo5lBtGILR9MRqRqov7wTiqMRx2kCGnilS7Bf_4qPphv677KDpgHTisoKAvzeBC4KxOm-EEwewx8N2_MUjYvU/s320/DSCF4078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475972037481361378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjRaYtlQG0jBcLD_TB_IkotLiGYoSRE4OIWXFmolc477zAfE9mVoOY1cx-gZx812jZStqNuZN-F9rRD-ZfQpmqwSRBAmG4aHI0z5rDFy9nArwY6lw9DE27yLQo1Qmfkkm0scJeKgY8dHY/s1600/DSCF4086.JPG"><br /></a><br />es un viaje que no tiene como objectivo llegar de un punto a otro<br />"el camino no es el camino"Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-7378732359530863052010-05-27T16:57:00.006+02:002010-05-28T09:16:56.122+02:00y los novios donde estàn?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicbttor5VzkVy3zaaroGVP78M394w3MyISmLojaaBLxFHpwYZOV4US7tbhKCyPWN1cNX6cXu_r2Zi6kPSR8Eh6nn8VElgxva305hQaarGsyXfCiVyJ0HXVZ3J7dMctJZHMSoRUUEZV0Dc/s1600/DSCF4132.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicbttor5VzkVy3zaaroGVP78M394w3MyISmLojaaBLxFHpwYZOV4US7tbhKCyPWN1cNX6cXu_r2Zi6kPSR8Eh6nn8VElgxva305hQaarGsyXfCiVyJ0HXVZ3J7dMctJZHMSoRUUEZV0Dc/s320/DSCF4132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475969268653564962" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjivaw_G3Og9a4GkRH0lqyJ-ydjeEQiZDRAcv-Kz1VfuqGGzXccAjFH9M70ixHmb-YZwdS7oEZrA4qDcX_UgQf1knXf5dQCyijME7__r1793_xixnyJxJz7RR3YSva5_OeiGcvjHr7hy5E/s1600/DSCF4063.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjivaw_G3Og9a4GkRH0lqyJ-ydjeEQiZDRAcv-Kz1VfuqGGzXccAjFH9M70ixHmb-YZwdS7oEZrA4qDcX_UgQf1knXf5dQCyijME7__r1793_xixnyJxJz7RR3YSva5_OeiGcvjHr7hy5E/s320/DSCF4063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475968735487891474" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2RSLM7K5l6VzpT2jimrL2oPbPpouSc1xNZ4B950wU9ql2avYYyunQywTKGsgkSr-nCjmcylRqJaL_sm_b_ovmhWZzXqFuYKt-MgFzz5bgsSAdyEivrYqqNIXLhKFH0DuQYQHrq4x19U/s1600/DSCF4143.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp2RSLM7K5l6VzpT2jimrL2oPbPpouSc1xNZ4B950wU9ql2avYYyunQywTKGsgkSr-nCjmcylRqJaL_sm_b_ovmhWZzXqFuYKt-MgFzz5bgsSAdyEivrYqqNIXLhKFH0DuQYQHrq4x19U/s320/DSCF4143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475967451673834466" border="0" /></a>Phalene es el nombre que la Escuela de Valparaiso le da a sus actos poeticos.<br />En consonancia con la deambulaciòn surrealista expande el campo de la poesia a la escritura en el espacio. La Phalene, mas que liberar la poesia de la literatura, quiere dar lugar a la acciòn. es un "antiteatro" que activa a todos a partecipar del juego poetico y se abre al resultado indeterminado de lo colectivo. El acto puede tener ciertas directrices pero sobre todo està abierto a la improvisaciòn. Se trata de un acto ludico que transforma el espacio a traves de su uso. En diversos recorridos y acciones.Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-39407657613952008232010-05-19T08:14:00.012+02:002010-05-19T10:09:49.588+02:00Preciosas y sin Lobo.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoG98LMBf8-nFkFP851U6Zf8AYHQEEXKmCAKgrX_CwSuGvoD-IXDg9_Oayh-MbhA7wIS8M1TmaQd_4vQTZtQb-wFnZPcRQPsWHLpjMCO20RAr8bf9dSIdGG793HmCAwnCPH1iyx6FhKfc/s1600/PRECIOSASYSINLOBO_elperroqueladra.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoG98LMBf8-nFkFP851U6Zf8AYHQEEXKmCAKgrX_CwSuGvoD-IXDg9_Oayh-MbhA7wIS8M1TmaQd_4vQTZtQb-wFnZPcRQPsWHLpjMCO20RAr8bf9dSIdGG793HmCAwnCPH1iyx6FhKfc/s320/PRECIOSASYSINLOBO_elperroqueladra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472861020780190642" /></a>poster design: César Pagán<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Preciosas y sin lobo. </span><br /><br />Un performance audiovisual de intervenciones urbanas.<br /><br />La Reina Sofia e Ingrid Bergman buscan lobos.<br />Preciosas y muy morbosas.<br /><br />Las caperucitas rojas están perdidas en las ramblas. Post Daft Punk Cyborgs están tomando un zumito de kiwi en la boqueria. Las novias en vestidos de boda están corriendo por la playa. La Reina Sofía e Ingrid Bergman están casi desnudas tomando sol enfrente del Macba.<br /><br />Todos nuestras protagonistas están super fuera de casa.<br /><br />Las caputxetes o caperucitas (Michela Aiello y Jennifer Moule) indagan los limites del disfraz social, del espacio vivido, de las situaciones fuera de contexto. Queremos desquiciar la cotidianidad, crear espacios/tiempos extra-ordinarios en los cuales hacer reinar el absurdo: lo no explicable.<br /><br />Este performance es una culminación de nuestro teatro callejero en Barcelona y hace parte de nuestro proyecto “Todo Esto No Es MACBA” www.caputxetes.blogspot.com. Ahora queremos presentar los aciertos y fracasos de nuestros varios protagonistas.<br /><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#9999FF;">Performance + Exposiciòn fotografica + Video<br /><br />Cuánto? 3 euros<br />Cuándo? 11 de junio.<br />Dónde? RAI, C/ Carders, 12, 08003 Barcelona.</span></span></b>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-35272853556410383822010-05-13T18:05:00.013+02:002010-05-13T18:48:41.467+02:00Hay accion.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh36kNvQYaLQ4Jzxw4GDbbmMvI1DrEJMDtAdl2oSc5w7BFYkSNlblCcflMeGJxR45ptsUQCC8HwUMtDml44Mp86bQBbcig54z7xy2vCUcW4eI0iCXkWsdajssgpSsqJwHce4CrSm2BiY4Y/s1600/DSCF3642.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh36kNvQYaLQ4Jzxw4GDbbmMvI1DrEJMDtAdl2oSc5w7BFYkSNlblCcflMeGJxR45ptsUQCC8HwUMtDml44Mp86bQBbcig54z7xy2vCUcW4eI0iCXkWsdajssgpSsqJwHce4CrSm2BiY4Y/s320/DSCF3642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470796560671063794" /></a><br />"Hay poesia <br />por todas <br />partes. <br />No <br />necesaria<br />-mente <br />ha de ser <br />un soneto. <br />Por lo general, <br />en un <br />soneto es <br />donde <br />menos poesia hay. <br />Pero la vida, si la observas, es poetica. Lo natural, verdad? Sin darse cuenta. Hay poesia sin palabras. Hay accion."<br /><br />"el ideal del transformista es el ideal del poeta: expresar lo maximo con lo minimo"<br /><br />"Ese es el ideal de poesia. Expresar mucho y muy rapidamente."<br /><br /><br />Joan Brossa.Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-27890448780971090512010-05-08T10:06:00.000+02:002010-05-08T10:13:16.181+02:00las abuelas, tomando el sol<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzDnhuIFOSeaDaTJFwJ6_yE-TPczjuDY3LVt2zp3KNIYZdVqG2ZkyRjLkoAXUCOK8KZPxOSMHHRqLI1ttPooA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1156569134365422897.post-28274337284196385182010-05-07T18:11:00.001+02:002010-06-12T17:10:28.442+02:00Había una vez una niña muy bonita. Su madre le había hecho una capa roja y la muchachita la llevaba tan a menudo que la llamaban Caperucita Roja<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwK3xmDKnE9XVzYpuP9V6vUsK8--sVjaIeUAByrRdFVLTmaQft-VpwAcBTjcYnEbW7nAWmm-ZMFnVH1aG_mkQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>Ingrid Bergman y Reina Sofíahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07454286733335100742noreply@blogger.com0