Nau, Nau, Maria! — Alice Azevedo It was in a trapped sphere, all angled, with no castle in sight, under the blue satin without swallows, that they left Lisbon. They…

Nau, Nau, Maria! — Alice Azevedo It was in a trapped sphere, all angled, with no castle in sight, under the blue satin without swallows, that they left Lisbon. They…
[O Sistema] — Cristina Planas Leitão [THE SYSTEM] is a piece about something that collapsed during its time. It’s about a before and an after and it’s above all a…
Haze Gaze — Silvana Ivaldi The pleasure principle: o Purgatório é o axioma. All composing lies there. Let me call this impulse hiding. I’m obsessed with myself. These ambiguous zones…
Hard to be a God — Moritz Ostruschnjak ” Digitalization deobjectifies the world by rendering it information. It is also abolishing memories. Instead of pursuing memories, we store vast amounts…
Boca Fala Tropa — Gio Lourenço From a body at various times where memory reinvents itself, Gio Lourenço builds, based on the movements of Kuduro, a biographical itinerary where the…
a besta, as luas — Elizabete Francisca Influenced by the verse “I don’t obey because I’m wet” from the song “Banho” by Elza Soares, I articulate a possible representation of…