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Kowloon, Miniere Sonore Festival 2018 : Rumor(s)cena Magazine article

Con motivo del estreno en Italia de Kowloon la revista Italiana Rumor(s)cena publica este realmente estupendo artículo de la historiadora del Arte Idoia Hormaza



Esta es la traducción al castellano.

On the occasion of the Italian premiere of Kowloon the Italian magazine Rumor(s)cena publishes this really great article by Art historian Idoia Hormaza
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Ocurre que las reglas se llevan impresas en el cerebro.
Ante un espectáculo inesperado, inconscientemente se buscan nexos. 
Las  luces, aquellos sonidos, aquellas acciones.

Kowloon bebe de inspiraciones, entre otras cosas, asiáticas (no en vano el título se corresponde con el nombre de un barrio en Honk-Kong) busca romper con la narración lineal. El espectador se halla doblemente inmerso en una oscuridad, la de la negrura inicial del escenario y la de la lógica. 

Se construye un espacio para la imaginación en la que se trata de recuperar la esencia de un arte dejando de lado lo aprendido. Toma de aquí y de allá pero con un carácter eminentemente interdisciplinar, reivindica la imaginación en un estado puro, sin condicionantes, sin referencias, sin antecedentes. 

¿Qué es lo eminentemente característico de una función representada por actores?
Si vamos más allá del teatro, más allá de la performance, más allá de la música, más allá del espectáculo lumínico, más allá, aún, más allá de las representaciones, de los tiempos, de los personajes, de los idiomas… LRM Locus parece querer atrapar en lo efímero la ruptura. 
El público queda totalmente desubicado y sujeto entonces por fonemas visuales y acústicos que no componen un léxico al uso. No hay léxico, no hay frases, no hay sintaxis… queda una masa informe de emociones trepidantes que suben y bajan, que sacuden y que sorprenden.

Otro logro maravilloso es el de la posibilidad de leyes físicas opuestas, la gravedad-la ingravidez, la luz-la oscuridad, el movimiento-la quietud… Transcurren los sucesos difíciles de detectar, de acotar, el cerebro no tiene el tiempo de aferrarse a certeza alguna. Kowloon se sucede sin esperar. Serpentea, vuela, ondea, se expande, se mece, grita, se imprime, se revuelve, se duerme… 

Al contrario que en los buenos trucos de magia, desvelar los materiales que lo hacen posible tan sólo desvelan más belleza. Cada pequeño componente de Kowloon es una obra de arte en sí misma, no sólo como ingenio y artificio sino también como objeto. Sin nostalgias la tecnología ya obsoleta brota como plantas de las sepulturas. Donde una pantalla de móvil rota se expresa y se convierte en decenas de estrellas, el paso de uno a otro, ese lapso en la indeterminación, de éste y mil y un detalles es Kowloon. 

Al contrario de lo que ocurre con los organismos vitales, diseccionar Kowloon no supone su muerte sino en una ciencia acientífica, y por ende de creatividad exponencial, descubrir otras formas de vida, de arte. 

Si en este Kowloon hay alguna muralla, evocando al original, sería el del fin de la función: la realidad.

Info sobre el estreno en Italia (en Italiano e Inglés) : 

English 
      It happens that the rules remain imprinted in our brain. In the face of an unexpected spectacle, we unconsciously tend to look for links. The lights, those sounds, those actions. 

Kowloon draws its inspiration, among other things from Asian references (not by chance the title corresponds to the name of a district of Hong-Kong) and intendedly seeks to break linear narrative. The spectator is doubly immersed into darkness, that of the initial black out of the stage and that of logic. 

A space is created for the imagination which is all about recovering the essence of an art, leaving aside all that has been learned. Taking from here and there but with an eminently interdisciplinary character, it reclaims our imagination in its pure state, without conditions, without references, without antecedents. 

What is eminently characteristic of a play represented by actors? If we go beyond theater, performance art, beyond music, the light show, the performances, time, characters, languages ... 

LRM seems to go after capturing the rupture in the ephemeral. The audience remains totally disorientated and subject to visual and acoustic phonemes that compose no useful lexicon

Without any nostalgia, some already obsolete technology sprouts like plants from tombs. Where a broken cell phone screen expresses itself and becomes dozens of stars, the transition from one to the other, that period of indeterminacy, this and a thousand and one details is what Kowloon is. Contrary to what happens to living organisms, dissecting it does not suppose its death for it becomes a non-scientific science with an outcome of exponential creativity, through which we discover other forms of life, of art. 
If there is any wall in this Kowloon walled city –evoking the original one–  it would be the end of the function: reality.


https://www.rumorscena.com/18/08/2018/kowloon-lrm-locus-rivendica-limmaginazione-allo-stato-puro-al-festival-miniere-sonore

More Info on the Italian premiere Here:
http://minieresonore.com/event/lrm-performance-locus-in-concerto-26-agosto-2018/

Kowloon rehearsals– Impressions / Ensayos de Kowloon– Impresiones / Idoia Hormaza

       

         Historian and researcher  Idoia Hormaza has been to  a general rehearsal of Kowloon, these are her impressions, from her blog  The Cockpit hub :

      ""In Kowloon nothing is what it seems.
In Kowloon you never know what may happen.

From pitch darkness, from absolute silence, a few points of flashing green light suddenly emerge flashing at the bottom. Almost immediately after a low sound reverberates with increasing intensity, a horn from a temple or a warning sound of war? If the sound was isolated a more vague reading may be construed, but it comes with a whitish light that reveals a colossal figure advancing ceremoniously with a disturbing outfit. With some extensions that open like arms, like the artful plumage of a peacock. With both hands it firmly holds and occasionally gee up two people crawling on the ground with difficulty
Slow, tortuous, incessant.

Something happens, they revolt, the monster falls but in its horizontality gets metamorphosed into another being, remaining helpless and frozen. At that moment the roles are reversed and those who up until then were passive, armed by the opportunity, empty it out in a rapture of force pulling from its guts threads of white power.

This scene starts Kowloon. Alienating and rich in suggestions it appeared to me either as coming from the beginning of a parallel civilization or a post-apocalyptic future. Or in my memory Kowloon begins with this scene.

After that the three characters –are they really three or are them just three actors playing more? How do I know? They move in a strange place, they might be seeking, they may be working into whatever their strange ordinariness is. Everything is ambiguous, or rather in their serene movement acts, suddenly convulsive, everything could be happening.

Music and light are one, that is the material their world is made of. Its dimensions extend far beyond the physical and real space, that gets really forgotten, in spite of the ground and the physical laws. Projections of shadows that either are in the imagination of those creating entities or are for real, are presented as mobile warps echoing the rhythm of incomprehensible voices.

These entities live as if everything was mechanical, as if there was no reflection. Seemingly they cannot see, so immersed as they are into their activity. But perhaps that's the feeling of the uninitiated who does not understand their rites, their searches; Perhaps it is actually a simple plan by which they mimetically and wisely relate to the environment. Or simply it all happens in times so apart from ours that there is no grasp for reasoning and for that matter, every opportunity for dreaming is present, is simultaneous. For the one who does not understand, it actually remains as a phantom reality.

Kowloon is not one, it is a many. How many ingredients from parallel worlds! ... An open tale of science fiction that allows multiple readings, which allows multiple no-readings. They are open oceans where you swim among stimuli rather than waves.

Kowloon is cinema, is theater, is music, is light, is action, comics, is photography ... it comes as an electric current to shock, it comes as a soothing balm.
And that is precisely the best of it, it's a cool respite invading and transporting you ... It does not matter nor is it necessary to know precisely where or when because just therein lies its essence, 
in the absolute lack of localisation.
Kowloon is pure imagination.
Acoustic and visual beauty.

You may read her full article Here


 
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   La Historiadora e investigadora  Idoia Hormaza ha estado presente en un ensayo general de Kowloon, estas son sus:
impresiones

      "Kowloon no es uno, son muchos. ¡Cuantos ingredientes de mundos paralelos!… Son océanos abiertos donde se nada entre estímulos en vez de olas.
Kowloon es cine, es teatro, es música, es luz, es acción, es cómic, es fotografía…  llega como la corriente eléctrica para sacudirte, llega como un bálsamo para sosegarte.
Y precisamente eso es lo mejor, es un respiro fresco que te invade y te transporta… Tampoco importa ni es necesario saber dónde ni cuándo porque precisamente ahí reside su esencia, en la desubicación absoluta.
Kowloon es imaginación en estado puro.
Belleza acústica y visual. "

Puedes leer el artículo completo aquí