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Even when venturing into the realm of the plastic arts, João Fiadeiro still feels the presence of the body in the performing space. The lights intensify shadow and silhouette, the photocopier duplicates the dancer’s face with a grimace worthy of Bacon. The body is ill-treated, the face distorted, the skin pulled with clothes pegs. The image is blurred, like the voice, which is distorted, stretched out and which soon melts into a haunting acoustic vibration…An irrevocable confrontation of the body with its own image.
“My solo work has become a special area in which I can undertake a painstaking investigation of my reasons for continuing to dance, of my rapport with objects – always straightforward and easy to read – and my relationship with the audience, that abstract entity with which one maintains the illusion of a dialogue. I say simultaneously what I already know – the reaction (the opposite of action) is always more important – and what I don’t know via a personal, almost private, exhibition of all my imperfections.”
João Fiadeiro
Updating: April 2010
