'V, OU FINALMENTE A CASA AMARELA'
Performance, 40', 2016
at Rua das Gaivotas 6 and Queer Porto
Sometimes when I try to describe what I did in the past, words fail. Not because there’s
something indescribable unexplainable - but because emotions take up the space of logic. This
piece was a poem for my friends - those dead and those alive. Those far and those close. I
started by writing letters about the construction of a house where we could all live together - a
house away from problems, from this world.
We would create another world, another community.
Our bodies would be able to breathe
And so through dreaming we would unmake the world to shape something else