<\/p>\n
1st of April 2020<\/p>\n
That day in which the mainland was uncertain
\nwe all jumped into the sea
\nit came unexpectedly
\nthe city was left behind, a change
\nit was time to leave.
\nLooking for new horizons
\nI remember that we invited to participate
\nthe ship is going to set sail
\nas we hastily recognized rigging
\naway from physical reality
\nwe summoned vocation and spirit
\nmaking offerings given the situation.<\/p>\n
All this
\nlike it unfolded smoothly
\nbecause without knowing direction or way
\ndaring sailors jumped into the new panorama:
\nthe route would be adrift
\nsince the maps have no longer any value.<\/p>\n
When we saw ourselves surrounded by the sea
\nand on the horizon, we could only
\nstay afloat.<\/p>\n
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5th of April 2020<\/p>\n
Religiously on Sundays <\/p>\n 8th of April 2020<\/p>\n The Big Pink Moon appears<\/a> Part of the crew, soon stunned <\/p>\n 11th of April 2020<\/p>\n The ship is not moving Against a pirate, that minister The crew without a screen <\/p>\n 14th of April 2020<\/p>\n Very soon We also look horizontals <\/p>\n 16th of April 2020<\/p>\n We sailed before dawn <\/p>\n 18th of April 2020<\/p>\n To lead the expedition In the port with universal draught <\/p>\n 21st of April 2020<\/p>\n In a river between sea and ocean Divided by typologies and formats, <\/p>\n 23rd of April<\/p>\n In the cellar Gastronomic influences arrive and are followed Two experimental chefs perform another stew <\/p>\n 26th of April 2020<\/p>\n We found something solid, With a lot to explore Those palaces on the surface of the sea <\/p>\n 30th of April 2020<\/p>\n Sailing at a shallow depth Diverse aesthetics
\na great captain starts boarding
\narmored with vinyls
\nshoots Sesi\u00f3n Verm\u00fa<\/a>
\nduring the passing of the morning
\nDJ de la Muerte, being of a thousand faces<\/a>
\nis the one who regularly puts the olive
\nin this tidal wave of monotony
\nwhere we cannot distinguish
\nfrom each other the next day.<\/p>\n
\nwith a certain melancholy of something beyond
\nglimpses from the window
\nmaking us understand.
\nAs witnesses of any discovery
\nwe reveal other appearance
\nscreen shot, memory, also stories
\nwe prepare the contemplation by archiving in logbook.<\/p>\n
\nneeds to rest from the scroll
\nand we follow the rambling of the waves
\ndizzy, intrigued
\nwaves of hyperlinks bring us closer to shore
\nand on Netflix\u2019s beach, we’re now stranded
\nwitnessing epic table-tennis battles<\/a>
\nwe will wait to regain consciousness.<\/p>\n
\nsecond day without even a wisp of wind
\nthe sails well kept
\nfor the desire to stop
\noars are lying down
\nlet\u2019s rest
\nwithout refreshing
\nthe thumb.<\/p>\n
\nthe good people
\norganized the riot
\nwith their first instinct.<\/p>\n
\nlooks out for other horizons
\nand recovers the feel of paper<\/a>
\nwith two pending shelves.<\/p>\n
\nwe return to a calm navigation
\nleaning out to starboard
\na reflection on the water opens the meditation
\nof the Higo Mental<\/a>
\nin what we have embarked on:
\ninterlaced image networks
\nendless cross relations
\nconstant mutation and repositioning,
\nthis adrift navigation explores
\nboth Atlas and Warburg.<\/p>\n
\npassing through the sky
\nwith the hearing of the birds
\nflowing incessantly:
\nuncountable past time
\nin constant correspondence
\nAlfred Marasigan and Tsering Frykman-Glen
\nchased any winged trail<\/a>
\nnow preserved in cloud form
\nindexed clucking.<\/p>\n
\nwithout using the anchor yet
\nwe see the city
\nfor those who wish
\nlook at the streets of Wuhan,
\nQuarentine Gallery<\/a> shocks.
\nXavi Ceere is the curator
\nof three changing scenarios
\nwith seafaring trails
\nAbel Iglesias, Josep Maynou
\nMar Reykjavik, Milena Rossignoli
\nand even some more
\nthey are creators of great figures
\nin flashes, they return us to Instagram.
\nFrom this website
\nof radical and open-minded experimentation
\nto the visualization in 360
\ntheir art uses wit, jokes, ruins
\nin an inaccessible, controversial space.<\/p>\n
\nwe proceed without rudder
\nwith the crew hungry for targets
\nfrom newsletter and also shared ones
\nnow without privatizing
\nopen treasures
\npleased to be discovered.<\/p>\n
\nwith the possibility of evocative treasures
\nwe arrived at Can Felipa, the exceptional island
\nwe consult germs, riddles and fluids
\nalso the specimen by ALL\u00c9LON<\/a>.<\/p>\n
\nwe follow the currents
\nin a digital storage ecosystem
\nthe HARDDISK MUSEUM<\/a> is a metaphor
\na display in which to float
\nfiles just like material silicon.<\/p>\n
\n.jpg, .mp4, .html, mp3, .gif, .fbx
\nthese files link to question:
\nSabrina Ratt\u00e9, Rosana Antol\u00ed, Mar\u00eda Ca\u00f1as, C\u00e9sar Escudero Andaluz and Mario
\nSantamar\u00eda …
\nAlso Mit Borr\u00e1s<\/a> involved
\na world conquered by plants
\nmotion pictures
\nmindfulness
\nwhile you keep leaving your body
\nto become \u201can ideal machine\u201d
\nnow take a deep breath.<\/p>\n
\nlarge quantities of oranges<\/em>
\nlemons and sugar cane<\/em>,
\nwith a colourful sticker, promise of freshness
\nthat we all need
\nsupply must be shaken
\nsavour new sensations
\nsome flavour
\nfor those who say they want to venture:<\/p>\n
\nby recipes related to songs
\nwith cooking rhythm, a pairing<\/a>
\nwith Bel\u00e9n Cabello narrating delicacies.<\/p>\n
\nCuina.li<\/a> with mime and in the shade
\na pinch of Jaume Clotet, a dash of Pol Oliv\u00e9
\nserved for YouTube by Cl\u00e0udia del Barrio.<\/p>\n
\nland at last?
\nas we approach
\nit shows before us
\na floating fortress
\nof powerful construction
\nmarble columns support a ceiling
\nalso floating
\nthey make their shows
\nwith offerings of files, packed
\nwithout ground sign
\nlong past times.<\/p>\n
\ntravelling in one click<\/a>
\nit is worth browsing around
\nvirtual techniques
\nof Samples in Museums
\ncontemporary and ancient
\nnow inland waterway.<\/p>\n
\nflourishes in flash player
\na rich code
\nwithout any land
\nno bronze
\nthere is no more matter.
\nJoined to the link
\ngalleries of images
\nthe slide parades
\nin currents of flatness.<\/p>\n
\na wide river mouth
\nwe anchor for today
\nto find where we are:
\npeople dance
\nto the Neurodungeon<\/a>
\nmasked
\nunder an avatar
\nthey cover their digital entities.<\/p>\n
\nof anthropomorphic form
\nthey dance tricked
\nin invented spaces
\nhoping to recover
\nthe collective ritual
\nof contact and perreo
\nlonging for what is no longer
\nbody space.<\/p>\n