Atrás quedaron el afecto, los cuidados, la empatía y el sentimiento de comunidad oprimida. Hoy en día ser un hombre cisgénero que mantiene sexo con iguales (HSH) significa estar sumido en un modo de vida que gira en torno al sexo. El colectivo está hipersexualizado y es difícil escapar de esta dinámica. Nuestro valor como personas y nuestra autoestima se mide por el número de conquistas sexuales que mantenemos.
Sentimos interés por nuestros iguales, pero en la mayoría de los casos no va más allá de la conquista sexual de un nuevo cuerpo, un nuevo culo, una nueva polla, una nueva boca…Y aquí se da la paradoja, nos hemos convertido en consumidores y productos de consumo desechables al mismo tiempo. ¿Nos habremos convertido también en el gran exponente hipertrofiado de la cosificación?
La entrada de las aplicaciones de contactos geolocalizadas, las redes sociales y los modelos de sexualidad que difunde la pornografía no han hecho más que agravar la situación. ¿Acaso buscamos un encuentro que nos haga salir de nuestra soledad existencial y no sabemos hacerlo de otra manera que follando… follando… y follando? ¡Pues follemos! pero no te confundas, solo quiero tu leche.

Action to denounce the homophobic attacks that are increasingly occurring in our country.

Our obsession with time has been known for centuries. Time is measured, fractioned and standardized to synchronize humanity. Gadgets of all kinds have arisen to carry out this task. From the rudimentary sundial to the atomic pointer clock, through sand, rope and quartz.

The heights of obsession with time in our age have skyrocketed as if “wasting it” was almost a sin. Productivity rules, we must do more in less time and with the time saved we must do more. But social dictates command to do even more, we must dedicate time to leisure and share it in networks. We have reached such an extreme that not having time is a symbol of social status.
We run out of time and try to grasp it in a futile way, like a dictatorship of the hands of that clock to which we pay homage. We are slaves of our time.

“Return to Multiverso” se trata de una nueva versión de “Multiverso”, una acción anterior de la artista Marta Pinilla. En “Multiverso”, los performers acababan de atravesar un agujero negro y se encontraban en una universo paralelo. En este universo, habían perdido parte de su humanidad, en el sentido que habían perdido parte de lo que nos hace humanos y poseían esa característica propia de lo siniestro, que provoca atracción y rechazo al mismo tiempo. Los nuevos seres (o “bichos”), se transformaban en observadores de la realidad, a la vez que ellos eran el objeto de investigación.

Intentaban comunicarse, relacionarse con los humanos que encontraban en el camino y poseían un lenguaje propio basado en el propio sonido que producen los trajes. En posteriores acciones de la artista esta idea original se ha ido diluyendo a media que los bichos se han ido haciendo más humanos. Ahora es fácil verlos escribir a máquina, conectándose a la web o montando en bicicleta.

Art brings great value to society, from beauty to ideas and discourses that are not dealt with in other areas. Nevertheless, the promotion of the arts is still in crisis and institutions are washing their hands of it. Art seems to be superfluous in this society just when we need it most.

Thus, artists are forced into double precariousness. The labour market in which they are forced to participate in order to survive and the art “market” itself, which mistreats them and uses them as ephemeral products.

Performative action against HIV stigma.

HIV is a chronic disease that is not more serious under appropriate supervision and treatment. HIV-positive people on undetectable viral load do not transmit the virus.
Yet our society continues to make HIV-positive people invisible under stigma and taboo. Thus they become undetectable bodies.

Since its start in March 2011, the war in Syria has killed 400,000 people and displaced more than 11 million from their homes. According to figures from the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (UNHCR), the war has caused more than 5 million people to migrate, one of the largest exoduses in recent history.

Meanwhile, the developed countries, led by the European Union, far from finding a solution to the conflict, are investing millions of euros in preventing the displaced from crossing their borders.

Every boat that comes ashore off the European coast, every group of displaced people looking for a safe place to live is an echo of a conflict that is still raging and in which all international laws on political asylum are being violated. The echoes from Syria.

We live in a society that censors the body as if it were illegal. A cultural burden that we carry with us from Judeo-Christian origins and that considers the body as something sinful.

This should make us rethink the role of the body in our society, the one from which we are totally dissociated. For the only collective image that remains of him is that of the idealized bodies that advertising shows us to sell their products and plunge into standardization.

Honestly, I was looking for a piece that didn’t need explanation or synopsis. A personal piece. Only because I want to, because I can.

Something to express myself without words. To explore my emotions, my love and my hate; the deepest parts of me.

A living piece with which to find new things in each exhibition. To explore, to dream. It’s just something personal.

There are places where you have lived many thing and when you leave them a part of you stays there.

Every experience leaves a mark on the memory. The past is anchored in the mind and comes back at times. Abandoned spaces also have their memory, all the stories that have lived in them. A ghost that keeps remembering everything lived.

(The objectification of the bodies) Sexual objectification takes place when the person is attributed to the condition of sexual object. Dissociating the sexual sexes and the physical beauty of the rest of the personality and existence as an individual. This phenomenon is transferred to all areas of a society addicted to consumption, new, using and throwing. Making human relationships a mere transaction.

It is incredible the impact of social networking on today’s society. We are currently carrying, virtually, all of humanity in our pocket. Without reaching this extreme, we are connected to hundreds of people 24/7, every day of the year. Without being able to be with ourselves: to think.

We are as Dante at the gates of hell. Is technology the end of our inner world?

Five hundred years before Christ was built the Via Salaria, a causeway that ran from the salt flats of the city of Ostia to Castrum Truentinum. Soldiers who took care of the road received part of the salary. This one was called Salarium Argentum, that is, salt money. In Greece, the exchange of salt for slaves, gave rise to the expression “not worth its salt”.

From the least to the most exorbitant of wages all have something to sell. It can be work, time, life or even soul. And all for a handful of salt.

Let me tell you a tale. No, better. Let me tell you six little tales about how sweet is sex. Because sugar and sex take the same brain reward system. Then, let me tell you Little Sweet Sex Tales.

Whereas recognition of the inherent dignity and of the equal and inalienable rights of all members of the human family is the foundation of freedom, justice and peace in the world. UDHR PREAMBLE

The Universal Declaration of Human Rights is being systematically cut, article by article. From the institutions that are supposed to watch over it, whether by action or omission. All that remains is a romantic postwar between the lines because not even have a legal. But serves as inspiration for the various treaties ratified, in varying proportions, of the different nations.

Not only it is worrying that these rights are violating in developing countries, but also infringed in developed world. The crisis is always a good idea to cut. Socioeconomic differences testify. Human rights are always respected as long as there is money to pay them.

Love of today must to be served in very thin slices, sparing in love and human warmth. A good stream of lemon -and a pinch of coarse salt- is recommended on this contemporary love, so that it shines more.

From all fronts we receive inputs, opinions and sentences of what we can do and what we can’t do. This constant denial makes us easy prey of discouragement and we end up internalizing our inabilities. But what if we were able to persist in our attempts and say no to no?

Anatomía del cerdo (Anatomy of the pig) is a figurative research about meat production. At the same time it proposes to human being like a piece of meat that can be produced and consumed.

Like in a public auction artist is exposed and available to buyers. As in real life we sell our time, our body and our emotions to highest bidder. Doesn’t matter what we desire. Our destiny is at the mercy of our buyer. It leaves us in a state of helplessness. We are sold.

The world always was characterized by differences between North and South, being the last poor countries. In a Europe without borders an imaginary line is drawn with a pencil called GDP, the EUROFRONTERA (Euroborder).

Young Europeans of South are provided of education by their own countries to enter in job market. But with a weakened and precarious job market young people are forced to emigrate, as their grandparents did decades ago. Difference is that these youth are fully qualified and maybe they do the same works as immigrants a century ago. Precarious jobs, at this way, Europe exports cheap labor from South to North.

In any case, if they are unable to find employment future laws will limit their stay. So, from one side to other, young Europeans are doomed to precariousness, to forced mobility and in the worst case to social exclusion.

Fountain takes as start point the eponymous and iconic work of Duchamp. Doing a face-to-face with such famous piece to generate a dialog through time and between artists.

The urinary comes alive in a mirror. In this point object transforms into subject of action to give continuity to the work. Ready-made turns into performance to raise the same question almost a century later: What do we consider art?

Religion constitutes an anachronism in a society that considers itself scientifically and socially advanced. Myths and legends that form the scriptures contradict all scientific literature and nowadays’ knowledge.

Religion removes critical thinking, letting people believe fervently in imaginary worlds.

What sense has in our society the continuity of religion? Is it not possible to live a full spiritual life but with a more realistic vision?

Faith transforms itself into a dogma that turns us into docile and manageable people, joining a herd that unconditionally obeys and pleases its pastor.

Repeat like lambs the empty doctrine even if it hurts! Amen.

We are born classifiers. We divide good from bad, and healthy from harmful. We also divided by gender: men and women, boys and girls. The human mind tends to categorize. It is an un- conscious mechanism that helps us to relate with the world around us.

But since we are born our body also is full of labels. A label used to know what we are. These tags can become so powerful that sometimes we come to believe them and make them our own.

But who put these labels over us? Who creates? Who divided our personality in a series of mass produced labels that categorize us into an identified group?

LABEL can not provide answers, but opens the door to questions.

Power needs an ally to perpetuate itself. From Royal Guard until modern police of today, they always had been to service of power.

Gandhi, Mandela, Luther King, and many other anonymous people were restrained by police. People who fights by civil rights and justice was beaten, shot, gassed, jailed, badly wounded even dead.

Police is a way of repression to the people by their representatives. But power is not only politicians, there is many others interests upper, Capitalism commands. When political persuasion is not enough they need to use force, and many times they used Disproportionate Force.

Two concepts completely different. Two pairs of hands far from each other. Without more defense than themselves, the Pianist and The Onanist are facing loneliness separately. Thus shake hands in the distance to make a SOLO.

There are someones in the Church that wear very bad habits.