a
site
specific
composed
by
spectrums
of
invented
kinesthesia
from
references
people
things
and
forces
whose
already
passed
through
the
Earth
and
the
air
in
many
different
times
and
geographies
inside
and
DESPEDA
N
out
spectrums
Dancing
My
Cancer
out
out
out
out
ÇADA
since
most
of
them
initially
were
people
who
do
not
breathe
the
air
of
this
planet
any
longer
such
as
the
american
choreographer
Anna
Halprin
through
her
video
of
memory
like
a
river
that
does
not
stop
running
in
an
uninterrupted
flow
rubbing
up
the
world
to
drop
sparks
and
tears
of
sea
that
scours
the
drawer
and
makes
shine
the
t-shirt
eaten
by
moth
that
died
with
stomach
full
of
history
that
turns
to
funghi
for
new
encounters
with
various
durations
but
ever
like
passage
that
do
not
stop
its
tactile
flow
co/moving
in
an
infinite
current
with
choreography
by
Cristian
Duarte
who
understands
choreography
as
a
substance
composed
by
multiples
aspects
and
movements
that
cross
a
creation
from
its
conceptual
development
until
the
production
spheres
that
pressure
artistic
gestures
but
ever
being
choreography
that
lends
its
co
for
co-imagine
co-create
co-produce
a
shattered
dance
by
Aline
Bonamin
Allyson
Amaral
Cristian
Duarte
Danielli
Mendes
Felipe
Stocco
Gabriel
Tolgyesi
Natalia
Mendonça
Maurício
Alves
Paulo
Carpino
and
Tom
Monteiro
(who
makes
music
to
be
dance)
invited
to
elaborate
together
through
zoom
platform
and
alone
in
their
homes
with
their
own
cell
phones
pieces
images
sounds
texts
as
a
conversation
with
figures
references
that
make
some
of
the
dance
histories
that
we
call
in
which
the
artist
reversed
a
cancerous
process
in
her
body
perhaps
because
we
are
in
a
time
in
which
the
imminence
of
death
permeates
our
days
with
brutal
intensity
perhaps
by
sensing
thus
like
Halprin
that
we
need
to
purge
a
cancer
from
our
lives
and
of
our
country
her
gesture
boosted
our
work
and
regenerated
tentacles
to
strive
the
pandemic
isolation
that
confine
the
body
make
us
not
to
lose
contact
and
the
will
to
dream
with
surrealist
shades
in
a
real
cruel
present
that
requires
a
lot
of
alchemy
to
materialize
a
gaze
interested
in
the
past
that
in
video
can
be
represented
when
you
rewind
the
ribbon
which
is
also
a
metaphor
of
memory
like
said
by
poet
Waly
Salomão
an
editing
island
then
time
turned
our
heads
upside
down
making
end
to
be
start
that
bugs
the
body
addicted
to
frontality
that
people
in
this
context
cared
at
ENSAulas
a
hybrid
of
class
with
rehearsal
on
saturday
mornings
since
november
7
2020
which
established
a
regularity
of
porous
meetings
and
practices
with
other
bodies
from
various
geographies
that
moved
the
fascia
of
this
project
manifesting
without
distinction
in
between
inside
and
their
poetics
through
virtusensorial
jams
named
surradá
that
moved
the
blood
of
Alan
Athayde
Aline
Bonamin
Allyson
Amaral
Cristian
Duarte
Felipe
Stocco
Gabriel
Tolgyesi
Helena
Bachur
Laura
Salerno
Leticia
Nabuco
Lucas
Koester
Luciana
Nóbrega
Marcelo
Camargo
Mayra
Azzi
Michael
Santos
Natalia
Mendonça
Nuno
Liim
Paulo
Carpino
Renata
Aspesi
Thais
Ponzoni
Tom
Monteiro
among
others
that
crossed
our
saturdays
and
laboratories
yet
the
dramaturgical
presences
of
Júlia
Rocha
and
Clarice
Lima
who
make
us
invent
words
such
as
oracle
to
designate
the
treasured
interlocutions
that
also
manifest
of
the
legal
schedule
that
this
process
provoked
in
all
artists
involved
in
this
creation
with
many
different
tonalities
of
presence
able
to
stretch
the
performance
of
Aline
Bonamin
and
Gabriel
Tolgyesi
to
the
spheres
of
the
oracular
dramaturgy
that
was
intensified
when
time
to
direct
the
attention
to
the
choices
and
finishes
with
rigor
coherence
that
the
creation
itself
demanded
when
becoming
a
body
marked
by
what
this
dance
specific
agglutinates
in
a
site
with
design
of
hot
glue
created
by
ourselves
with
our
own
skills
that
also
update
in
the
same
way
the
apps
do
but
not
capitalizing
because
the
budget
was
made
before
the
pandemic
for
a
project
oriented
to
the
presencial
world
that
needed
to
turn
into
pixel
which
is
already
flesh
and
makes
this
crop
to
remind
us
about
everything
that
remains
a
series
of
etceteras
like
mycelium
that
do
not
stop
branching
touching
and
transforming
futures
pasts
presents
in
a
continuous
movement
that
promotes
new
connections
and
encounters
like
this
creation
that
departed
from
dance
references
but
made
us
bump
at
filmmakers
photographers
sculptors
stylists
visual
artists
singers
writers
who
are
also
alive
and
even
places
that
allowed
us
to
sense
that
it
was
not
about
the
whos
but
the
vibration
of
their
gestures
and
things
that
remain
circulating
there