Qué todo arda / May Everything Burn
Twitter knives and missiles of centrifugal brilliance will explode in infinite holographic networks. May everything burn and be written again, recited over, and declaimed again.
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A Meniscus Around My Fingers
The sun filters through and different hues dance on the table top and blind my eyes. I’m busy but I’ve stopped, and I run my finger softly over it. Its surface, as smooth as a mirror, seems to form a meniscus around my fingers and just for a moment I’m not sure where it begins and I end.
I Mumble the Body Electric,
or (i)Phone, (u)Phone
We hear an undeniably human voice. First a few. Then hundreds. Then thousands. Then all of the human voices in the world, all at once.
Couchscore
Couchscore works with and through distance to make a choreography possible even when the performers – and the audience – are not in the same physical place.
La Subversión desde la creación social / Subversion from Social Creation
This cultural subversion transformed the plazas into stages of theatrical action, and its participants into architects of spatial poetics.
A Complicated Version of Freedom
"In Teheran I can drive until the foot of the mountain