Space±Time/Narrative workshop
Transfiguration of Suffering
(Why is Saint Sophia a woman?) In our bags, on our shoulders, we carry towers of feelings, silenced, embedded in wild and meek lines, drawn, entwined, cried out, overflown. No one sees how the column is growing up from
Transfiguration of Suffering
(Why is Saint Sophia a woman?) In our bags, on our shoulders, we carry towers of feelings, silenced, embedded in wild and meek lines, drawn, entwined, cried out, overflown. No one sees how the column is growing up from
COSMICOMICS*
“I couldn’t say I’ll make it the same or I’ll make it different, there were no things to copy, nobody knew what a line was, straight or curved, or even a dot, or a protuberance or a cavity.
COSMICOMICS*
“I couldn’t say I’ll make it the same or I’ll make it different, there were no things to copy, nobody knew what a line was, straight or curved, or even a dot, or a protuberance or a cavity.
The dune, or, Cathedrals of the Mind
1. Car Wet cobbles, the shuddering car creates weird noises, might want to slow down a little. Drizzle on the windscreen Can’t see a thing, the rhythm of the wipers connects to the song on the radio. A long
The dune, or, Cathedrals of the Mind
1. Car Wet cobbles, the shuddering car creates weird noises, might want to slow down a little. Drizzle on the windscreen Can’t see a thing, the rhythm of the wipers connects to the song on the radio. A long
the City’s Image by its Elements | Monologues by Teusaquillo
Landmark/Statue I am Admiral Jose Prudencio Padilla Lopez, leader of the Colombian fleet, liberator of Santa Marta and Cartagena, scourge of the Spanish admiralty. I have sailed the seas West and East, enforcing the freedom of all men of the
the City’s Image by its Elements | Monologues by Teusaquillo
Landmark/Statue I am Admiral Jose Prudencio Padilla Lopez, leader of the Colombian fleet, liberator of Santa Marta and Cartagena, scourge of the Spanish admiralty. I have sailed the seas West and East, enforcing the freedom of all men of the