EAT ME

The continuous denial of satisfying the desire to see, finally, and—with the act of seeing—to conquer, leads the viewer into the abyss of movements limited to a foot, a wrist, overlapping legs sliding over each other, jolts as absolute as the actions of an animal, without hesitation, soft and decisive and, because of this ambiguity, elusive. read more…

Through an ambiguous and powerful imagery where the female body is both subject and object, she offers a reflection on the condition of the female body, observed and portrayed, but also capable of reworking and subverting its own image through gestures of everyday emancipation. read more…

The observed body enjoys the captivation it imposes, in a continuous game of showing and hiding, whose sole purpose is to be looked at again and again. The essence of dance is the gaze. If it could speak to the audience, perhaps it would say: consume your own gaze. read more…

There is no face, only pieces of flesh abandoned to themselves, which seem to vibrate with a life of their own in the constant but ever-changing repetition of small actions that invite the audience to feast their eyes on thighs, buttocks, and backs. read more…

Interview for FOG Festival: The performers in Eat me try to “free themselves from the floor”, to remove themselves from a crushing horizontality, that seems actually to be caused by the gaze of others. It made me think of Leonor Fini’s painting of a man lying asleep with an elegantly dressed woman sitting comfortably on top of him. read full interview…