It was time spent driving through a town to meet new friends, and living temporarily amongst a most beautiful countryside – to listen and learn. Waking up early to join a study group, to breathe and move with dancers of all ages from 5 to 90. They just pop in as and when, they live near by and walk to the centre.
Conversations came and went over sweet coffees and treats, stories shared and projects connected. Invitations were reciprocal, people and places connected.
The intergenerational group Flor de Pequi – is led by a group of women elders. Proud and graceful leaders, who can grow, build and bind together a tremendous space for locals and visitors. This one is located in the centre-west of the vast continent-country – that is Brasil.
When I first took the idea of connecting the women with the computer scientists I was researching with, their response was: look at his project we’ve been realizing: Curucucu. The collaboration was organic, slow, and invoved the post when I returned to Rio. I sent them a leather suitcase filled with handmade props. Which developed into a play of narratives and games-making. Now in Nottingham, a group of artists literally played around in an old school playground! In Pirenopolis, dancers investigated the suitcase from the ground up. We were creating together, unsyncronised.
A formal´partnership´ sprung out of our play and the University of Nottingham helped the group in Brasil secure a year´s funding from the State of Goiás’ Art & Culture Fund, and Curucucu: ou a rua que habita em mim ran over the course of 9 months, a series of public events and workshops between Jan-Sept 2018. Some of which armed with a certain suitcase.
Photos below by: Marina Duarte/ Reflection Montage: Silvia Leal
Photos above by: Rachel Jacobs