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Hello Norma and welcome to NotRandomArt. The current issue is revolving around the problem of communication and identity. Is there any particular way you would describe your identity as an artist but also as a human being in dynamically changing, unstable times? In particular, does your cultural substratum/identity form your aesthetics?
Hello, thank you very much for opportunity that you gave me through this interview.
I don't usually define my identity as an artist, I find it very difficult to establish these kinds of parameters, I know that I have to do it sometimes, and when that happens I say that I am a choreographer of images. That's what I am right now. Before, I was looking for other things. My actual work is a reflection of my strong necessity to fully comprehend the world in which I live in.
This world has become a totally dehumanized place. There is a wild consumption of communication, we are hyper-connected, and all this is fine, but it is turning us into beings disconnected from ourselves, from our emotions, from the emotions of others. I create performative pieces that usually don't give an answer. Neither is my pretension to do so. To pretend to explain why this is happening , would become an act of arrogance and would distance me enormously from my values as a person and, consequently, as an artist.
Starting a life up in the mountains, closer to nature, was my way of fighting that. I was afraid to move away from myself. In the mountains at least I find more moments of true connection. As an artist nature is much closer to my research. My latest investigation includes these concepts in the name: Landscape within Landscape.
Behind my scenic creations is an intense need to stop, observe and return to the natural. Quite the opposite of what is happening now on a social level in the globe. The first test of that research was called Theothers/landscape. I think that copying here the text of the piece is very relevant and is a more graphical answer to your questions:
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I follow the steps of The others. I wish I could observe them more closely. Touch the landscape they live in. I wish I could get into their minds and feel their emotions, but The others are people I don’t know. The others are pieces of flesh. I don’t know what lives inside of them. I get into a bar, I walk down the street, I get on the subway and I look at them and wonder what they are thinking or what their story is. I love imagining the life of the others. The life of The others doesn’t hurt. It’s the consolation of the fool, if I think about The others, if I think that the life of the others is worse than mine, I feel good.
One day I was walking in the subway hall and there was a guy on the floor. People walked by, moved two steps away, looked at him and left. I did the same. But I'm not like The others.
I go crazy thinking that things happen to The others and not to me: the lottery I never win, the subsidy I don't receive, the person that doesn't match me on Tinder, the kids I won't raise, the cancer I won't get, the car crash I won't have, the suicide I won't commit, the wars I won't live, the hunger I never feel, not being kicked out of my house, not being murdered for being a woman, not cleaning my dad's ass when he's old, not waiting for the expired yogurts in front of Lidl, not taking a beating for being homosexual, not watching on my TV how a whole Country is massacred, not being raped by 6 guys on the hallway, not getting hooked on heroine now that it’s back in fashion, not waiting for Spain to burst once and for good, not suffering from depression, not surviving a tsunami, not living in a 20 square meters apartment, (downtown, of course, always downtown), not being put in jail for saying what I think, being lucky to be a right-winger, being lucky to be a Christian right-winger heterosexual civil servant man, being lucky to be an idiot so that everything means shit to me… Nothing of what years ago I thought would have happened is actually happening. I am not what I expected to be. I am not where I hoped I would be. And I am getting used to it.
Would you like to tell us something about your artistic as well as life background? What inspired you to be in this artistic point in your life when you are now?
I was graduated in Drama in 2003 and worked as an actress in television and theatre. I studied theatre because I wanted to create, but at some point I lost my way and I dedicated myself to doing what I was supposed to do; my professors said I was a very good actress and that I was going to succeed in film and television and I believed it, or I believed that this was my destiny and I forgot the real sense it had for me to have studied this career. Getting this far has been the result of many crises and the desire to give up many times, I could not find my place.
In the end I realized that the problem was not the theater, but the fact I was not being honest with what I really wanted to do, I was afraid. I think fear was, in a way, what has inspired me to get to this point where I am now. Fear is very tricky, but if you know how to turn it around and use it, it can give you great opportunities.
Another thing I've noticed is that age also helps you to become more and more authentic and to bet strongly on what you want. In our 20’s we are afraid of getting older, old age is ugly and boring ... I’m 42 now and I would not return to 20’s, I prefer much more the wisdom that I have reached with the gained experience.