Memories of Ébana Garín from the Laboratory with Eleonora

With Eleonora Batista Fabiao, we decided not to record the sessions, but to write our memories. Here are my memories.

  • I remember when Eleonora asked us to make space on our feet. I remember at that time I remembered my mother massaging my feet when I was a child.
  • I remember that Eleonora told us that her formula was when she did something if it was 100% political, 100% social, 100% aesthetic, 100% spiritual. if not, she did not. I remember that at that moment I thought that the most difficult thing for me was accounting for the spiritual.
  • I remember when Claudio called his mother and she did not answer him at that moment I wondered if she was still part of this world
  • I remember that Pankaj made a house with bricks and bread, that I made a house with ruins, and that Juan almost jumped out of the window from his house into the street.
  • I remember that Pankaj made a house with bricks and bread, that I made a house with ruins, and that Juan almost jumped out of the window from his house into the street.
  • I remember Eleonora saying that she loved working. That for her there was no difference between theory and practice, between politics and aesthetics, between concept and action, between tradition and performance.
  • I remember we talked about how food can turn into poison. And I remember that after Eleonora introduced us to Tehching Hsieh, the Taiwanese artist who lived in a Jail cell inside his house, eating for a year the same food. or was it not the same food? or did I want to remember it like this?
  • I remember that the Taiwanese artist created a body for himself. A body outside his body.
  • I remember thinking that the inside and the outside are points of view. they are ways of experiencing reality.
  • I remember that the body is movement and mobility, the body is not defined by its functions, I remember that the function is defined by velocities and slownesses.
  • I remember that the body has the power to affect and be affected. I remember at that time I thought that bodies are organic antennae.
  • I remember that the body can be a brick, a ruin, a bread, a needle, a song.
  • I remember a woman who takes wishes of Palestinians in the United States to Palestine. I remember that she leaves flowers on a mother's grave.
  • I remember a black man, William Pope.L, who trades verticality for horizontality, crawling from his grandmother's house to downtown NY
  • I remember that Eleonora created a performance program. Something that she has been working on for the last 13 years.
  • I remember Regina José Galindo's head emerging from the rubble, emerging from the sand, emerging from the mud. Then I remember the body of Paulo Nazareth emerging from a tree, emerging from the water, emerging from the ground.
  • I remember that what I will remember from all this is deep gratitude. I remember meeting people without ever touching them, and yet feeling that they affected me deeply, that my sense of myself changed and that my parts came together.
  • I remember that we speak of oscillating, of a body that oscillates between art and non-art, between life and death, between what I currently am, and what I potentially am. I'm constantly swinging I don't know if that is something I remember or something that I now feel in my body.
  • I remember opening space I could feel how my gaze changed and that every time I looked at one place or looked at another my chest changed as well. my energy changed. my perception of my body changed.