Urna
Event
"Urn" is a solo that reflects on the relationship between human beings and their social identity, on the overvaluation of consciousness and on the body as an objectified product.
The inspiration came from the poem by Giulio Morello, Multa per inane videbis corpora, which mentions the De rerum natura, an invitation to become aware of the state of humankind: “Let us imagine an individual in motion / who at each step extracts from an urn / the instruction for the next step: / right left front back. // Let us imagine that millions of individuals / move in the same way, well: / what distinguishes us from gas bodies? / Perhaps the illusion of governing fate?”
How is it that the culturally and socially informed individual is deconstructed, after entering the loop of his own blind convictions?
Urna is an untapped opportunity, lost forever in a distant non-time. It is the loss of significant questions and the obsession for reassuring and ephemeral answers.
Urna is what remains after curiosity, which becomes oppression, which gives way to the redundant cacophonic, which in turn gives way to the absurd, which gives way to emptiness, which gives way to new possibilities, which generate other curiosities. And so on forever.
What is left is a loop; movements, words, symbols devoid of meaning, are repeated to the ridicule so that we can reflect on the urgency of reducing (or elevating?) the human being to the surrendered beast.
The inspiration came from the poem by Giulio Morello, Multa per inane videbis corpora, which mentions the De rerum natura, an invitation to become aware of the state of humankind: “Let us imagine an individual in motion / who at each step extracts from an urn / the instruction for the next step: / right left front back. // Let us imagine that millions of individuals / move in the same way, well: / what distinguishes us from gas bodies? / Perhaps the illusion of governing fate?”
How is it that the culturally and socially informed individual is deconstructed, after entering the loop of his own blind convictions?
Urna is an untapped opportunity, lost forever in a distant non-time. It is the loss of significant questions and the obsession for reassuring and ephemeral answers.
Urna is what remains after curiosity, which becomes oppression, which gives way to the redundant cacophonic, which in turn gives way to the absurd, which gives way to emptiness, which gives way to new possibilities, which generate other curiosities. And so on forever.
What is left is a loop; movements, words, symbols devoid of meaning, are repeated to the ridicule so that we can reflect on the urgency of reducing (or elevating?) the human being to the surrendered beast.
