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Arteles Catalogue 2023-2020

Arteles Creative Center's residency artists and their projects 2023-2020

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Silence Awareness Existence program / JANUARY <strong>2020</strong><br />

Julia Anadam<br />

Brazil<br />

www.instagram.com/julia.anadam<br />

About<br />

I’m a journalist that wanted to go further with words, so I<br />

started to dance. But the words never left — and I still find<br />

myself writing through gestures and movement. My work<br />

is deeply connected to silence, presence, embodiment.<br />

And also to the mystic ways of the Tarot and other Oracles.<br />

Through this mix, somehow, I aim to walk the way to develop<br />

a language of the invisible through symbolic gestures —<br />

knowing that is the process that matters most.<br />

Between sun and moon<br />

<strong>Arteles</strong> is a magical place. After a few days (specially without<br />

internet), you go to the forrest and you start to hear the words<br />

of the wind, the wings of the faeries and the silent presence<br />

of the life around. One of my projects involved this presence:<br />

two sheets with words attached to a rock on the ground,<br />

crossed by a red wool string. On the right side I wrote words<br />

related to the feeling of being in a cocoon - nest, feathers,<br />

comfort, bedlinen. On the left side, words that would reflect<br />

the loss of innocence, of not being a kid anymore, or losing<br />

contact with the magical world - small, tears, closed. As the<br />

days went by it snowed, rained, and then it snowed again<br />

to the point that the work couldn’t be seen. The sheets face<br />

the forrest — and they are faced back, by everything and<br />

the sun and the moon. I realized that the forrest is watching<br />

what we do and they witness our healing, laughing, crying<br />

and loving. I love the idea that I won’t be around to see how<br />

the work will be doing in other seasons — or or if it will leave<br />

some memories or words. It is a great metaphor for what we<br />

do in life…<br />

This presence involved all other themes I researched -<br />

shadow-light, flowers, the sun and the moon. As a final gift<br />

to myself I could make music in a small blue piano found in<br />

the corridor.

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