For this dance, I will be crouched. I will be down, I will see thing from below. I dive into that phantom posture, close to the floor, to visit the memory of the gestures which constitute it.
It is an ancient posture, a waiting posture, a working posture; it is a posture sometimes difficult, uncomfortable; a posture that we would think could prevent movement. I am looking for a new fiction space. I tell what I see below and what is happening there. The hair, the breast, the sex and the legs will build a dance “from below”. I will not be able to collapse, I will not be able to rush forward. My knees will be bent, I will walk, I will jump…
Marcela Santander Corvalán