Transfiguration
The performance was created inspired by a poem with the same name written by my mother, Marlene Martins that challenges the social expectations of the female body. In this interactive performance. During the performance, the audience is invited to swap the transparencies on the overhead in order to project photographs of parts of my daughter's young body in the white fabric that I hold in front of my body. It’s a generational performance that exposes the naked body to question the socially conditioned and socially constructed ideas about the female body and the aging process.
Photography - Yara Cluver, Modelling - Anita DeCastro
TRANSFIGURATION
I enter now without my body
I enter now with your eyes
Because mine mutilated are
I still repeat everything in the same way
And we still suffocate ourselves mutually
When suffocated I suffocate you
However unintentionally
Take these photographs one by one
They try to show the body itself
The body undressed from the consumption
Which dresses, coloring bodies with lies
Substitute my body for your body
Try to see your body, not mine
But do not look at it with these eyes that you lend me
They cannot look at what they cannot see
The transparency this body wants to show
Maybe my eyes, even mutilated, will make you see
Substitute my body for your body.
Poem by Marlene Martins