Learning always involves some degree of discomfort. When the pandemic started and the lockdowns were in place, there was Time. Lots of time without knowing much what to do with it. As it is with all beginnings, one feels a bit lost, the eyes stare at the abyss, a bit confused, the foggy thoughts, too […]
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When I looked and it was June, half the year was gone already. Hobby Lobby has all the July 4th decorations ready to go, and soon it will be time for the Xtmas trees. In Houston, it has been raining since 1845, with floods that reach France and Argentina together, and in Brazil things […]
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Art can die; what matters is that it should have sown seeds on the earth… A picture must be fertile. It must give birth to a world. Joan Miró There is no way to say this, so I’m just going to say it: I fell out of love with dance. This is that. Thank God, being […]
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First read on Brain Pickings, a great article by Maria Popova about the spanish artist Joan Miró and his creative process. In an age when the vast majority of our cultural material is reduced to “content” and “assets,” factory-farmed by a media machine that turns creators into Pavlovian creatures hooked on constant and immediate positive […]
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When I was doing Movement studies, I would hear from my masters: “the movement happens from inside out“. This simple concept can be hard to grasp, particularly when everything else around us say otherwise, that aesthetics and technique should come first on any sort of individual expression, as we live in this world of images. […]
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