Around Futuros Primitivos (Primitive Futures), by Luis Garay
Objects are thrown and the layer of useless things thickens. The image resembles the streets of some big cities where garbage accumulates on the sidewalks. There are bottles, ropes, tires, boxes, loads of scrap that have no capital value anymore. They are like nothing to anyone and so they become garbage. Where do they go? We are consuming the planet while many places accumulate useless things.
On scene, there’s a stumbling movement generated by the contact with the uneven and irregular ground. It’s an environment that produces corporealities, that is, it generates a kind of body and specific movements. A ground that mobilizes unbalances and transforms those who experiment it. As the performers group up, the difficulty to move is increased. The get-together may bring comfort, but it makes us unstable and cause many other conflicts.
Each performer faces an object. They face it because there is no other choice concerning this thing, except the recognition of what’s next to one, at certain moments. It seems that hearing is the highest perception, it’s not about the self, how one can manipulate objects, but, above all, how one may let the self be affected by them, hear so much from them, be so affected that t