domingo, 15 de junio de 2008

Péndulo


This solo rope piece make allusion to the physical system Pendulum.
A suspended body ranges freely in an empty space.
This foreign being wakes up to the severity of friction, it's mass is not any more punctual , the space is not empty, it's monotonous and perpetual movement is disturbed, the body now massive is affected by new forces; attraction and repulsion, gravity and levity. These primary forces give form to an ethereal dance, drawing with the body - in the air - the trip of this stranger, prepearing itself to be born.
Coreography and performance: Camila Valenzuela
Music:
Alejandra Pérez a.k.a. elpueblodechina
http://www.elpueblodechina.org
Costume:
Paula Asencio



sábado, 7 de junio de 2008


This is an image from Unveild, a rope piece created for the inauguration of a Photo exihibition. The exibition was called "Los 100 Instantes". My sister, Francisca Valenzuela, an amaizing photographer, took pictures of theater plays during one year in MATUCANA 100, a cultural centre in Santiago, Chile. The piece was inspired in one of the photographies.
The piece was shown at Matucana 100, santiago, Chile in 2002.
www.franciscaphotographer.com


This was my end of the year proyect to graduate from the Physical Theatre and Circus School CIRCOMEDIA. The piece is call The piece and he whole. Here I worked with Michal Abulafia a very loved friend from Israel. It was shown in Bristol in 2001. Me encanta está piesa.


This Tango rope piece is called Letting go, inspired in an Astor Piazzolla's piece called "Vuelvo al sur".
It was shown in Bristol in 2001.
This is my first aerial piece, at first it didn't have a name but then I called it Search , it is a trapeze piece inspired in a music piece of Hadouk trio. It was shown to the public in the Cardiff Juggling Convention in England in 2001.

domingo, 1 de junio de 2008


Péndulo

Suspendida, asomada al vacío, despierto a la fricción de este movimiento perpetuo.
Escucho el rumor callado de situaciones aún dormidas
Que deforman y dan forma a este medio en el que habito.
Y emprendo un viaje involuntario hacia la pregunta recurrente:
¿dónde esta la línea que me separa de tu cuerpo?
Tejido continuo de densidades cambiantes, más vasto y tan vasto.
Agregaciones arbitrarias?
Significados convenidos?
Se masifica el cuerpo,
aumenta el roce,
duele el movimiento

Caigo

¿cómo contrarrestar esta tendencia a caer? Tendencia a arrojarme a lo que me pueda recoger.
Ya se lo preguntaba Simone Weil, ¿Por qué en cuanto un ser humano da muestras de tener alguna o mucha necesidad de otro, éste se aleja?
Gravedad
tendencia al colapso
de dónde sacar la energía?
Ponerse de pie
Y una vez más recuerdo aquella frase
(me disculpan que sea en inglés)
“For I am divided for love’s sake
for the chance of union.
This is the creation of the world,
that the pain of the division is as nothing,
ans the joy of dissolution
all.”
Y no sé porque, pero me entrego a aquello,
Al vértigo de esta experiencia
a ser testigo de este movimiento perpetuo
de este ir y venir
de este cambio
de esta transformación.