To review the "selves"...
...because sometimes, from the windows where we once appeared,
we are no longer there.
A deep dive inward,
to touch what still remains:
marks,
fears,
borders,
frames.
We are fruit of the world,
and from our inner world, fruit also born.
An identity is never enough.
..to walk as a walking metamorphosis.
The new is always arriving.
Like spring, life asks for space
for a new bloom.
#springreverberations
What does AI know about me? “The Mentor”
IIt is interesting to see that this image, shaped through my work with AI, resonates with the image that many, perhaps hundreds of people, carry about who I am.
For almost 30 years, I have been teaching theatre, dance, physical theatre, Butoh, vertical dance, and mentoring young people and artists, often helping them take their first steps into the professional field. This experience is also part of the foundation of my classes, where artistic practice can support expression, confidence, presence, and professional awareness from an early age and at all ages.
Some of my first students were already calling me “master.” At that time, I felt comfortable in that position. Today, I don’t see myself as a master, but as an artist sharing my baggage and trying to help people on their own paths.
Sometimes I try to help them avoid the mistakes I made myself. Sometimes it works. Sometimes it does not, because people also need to go through their own learning processes. In the end, it is just about helping people express the best of themselves, their higher self. It has become something natural in me.
That’s why: A Mentor. But of course, not for everyone. For some, I am still the “O Anjo Louco,” “El Loco”; for others, just the Fool, the Idiot; for hundreds… still a Master. For myself… the freedom to move through and perform among my many characters.
Even with all the falls… always proud of this path.
And proud of this card.
Under the knots of my tie, there is a field of unrest.
A persistent desire to turn each step into a poetic exercise.
How can a gesture become a site of learning,
not in order to appear coherent, active, desirable, or efficient,
not to convert presence into strategy,
but to remain radically available to experience, to art, and to poetic practice?
This is where I choose to enter.
Not to cultivate the ego.
Not for self promotion.
But to sustain a continuous exercise of expression,
technical, poetic, and artistic,
within virtual space.
#notags
KEEP DANCING.
My feed has become chaos and, with it, the feeling that this platform, and social media in general, lost its meaning for me a long time ago.
I no longer know what to post, how to post, or even why to post. The rules of hooks, attention, audience, and communication all seem to point in the same direction: selling something.
I open it and all I see is sales strategies. It leaves me saturated.
I miss the time when we simply shared images, landscapes, thoughts, poems, reflections. I miss a space that felt more alive, more poetic, more human.
So I decided to clean my feed and try to begin again. To look for another path for this virtual space, less tied to selling, self promotion, and the logic of constantly showing what I am doing, and more connected to sharing what I have been thinking about these media and about life.
If you are still here with me, I will be happy to hear from you in the next chapters.
#notags
