Onirical Fluctuations creates ephemeral interfaces to present people´s dream in form of audiovisual to the spectator. The project collects and produces audio-visual materials and project it into bubbling platforms for outdoor space, projections into giant drops and ground clouds for indoor spaces. Please, send your dream to anaisafranco@gmail.com
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Fragments of a exploded political map
I was looking to a vase full of flowers, which was in reality a teapot. It fell down in the floor and broke into lots of pieces where suddenly I saw a map of Europe.
It was a political map, blue water and countries in different colors, there were only representative countries. I look to the upper left of the map and I see England. I was staring at it for an eternity, until I realized there is something wrong.
The map was as if inflamed. Ireland is huge and suddenly starts moving and it separates from the map as a kind of cloud. Northern Ireland is separated from the rest and it starts climbing. The rest of England goes down while I follow the trajectory of it as more pieces are separated. I look at Spain, several pieces of the colored map separate and start floating in different directions. I also see Italy falling apart. This happens all over Europe. I see nothing but Europe. I didn't see Africa, or Asia.
I observe how countries fall apart and are created as grooves on the map and water enters between the borders of the countries. Suddenly I see a beach, My beach. I observe from above how the waves are sliding on the shore. One of these waves, called Galician moon tides, is long, falling hard and make furrows in the sand and then it removed the entire mass of water with great force and looks like zigzag fragments in the sand. I watch as the tide comes in and out several times. The sand breaks apart and forms kind of small islands that remind me the map of Europe.
How can I sleep?!
I was
at the house of some girls, everything was gray and it had an antique
decoration as a poor house in the countryside.
I went
to the room of the girl´s mother. I entered I saw a very old woman in a rocking
chair, in the midst of a dark air. She had a headscarf and chalet.
I stood
looking at that woman sway from side to side. Slowly I started to look around
and I saw in the blackened ceiling, thousands of rats and cockroaches walking
from one side to the other, gnawing.
I run
away. Sebastian and I were running on a long street, When suddenly the entire
horizon darkened, blue sky was turning into black at an atrocious speed, was a
type of cyclone approaching. Sky pieces began to fall on our heads. We entered
in a house to protect us. We were in fact inside a kind of bunker. There were
beds underneath the sinks between the pipes. That pipe that makes the “U” was
located in the middle of the bed, right where my belly was located. I thought,
but how will we be able to sleep here?
Meeting crazyness
I was facing a wall, on which was painted a black rectangle, like a door. I moved my hand inside this rectangle and it passed through out the black wall. I removed it, frightened.
But the curiosity led me to put my whole arm inside there, which easily entry through the wall as if by magic. I took of my arm and I asked myself if I should entry with my full body. The fear of it was so intense that I woke up afraid of craziness.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
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