Drought
Drought
June 2022, Alentejo, Portugal.
ágape, eros, amor
a nomad of the Kalahari, a pagan figure,
a Satan of the modern world learning to tap into
what I’m capable of listening to, suspending
on that door
I’ve been wanting to open so I can sing loudly.
tell me about your lies
& we can draft the path of what is to come
sand these rough edges
& help me say
what I really wanna say; that the smell of dry grass & clay dust
fills up every corner of this house.
Mario Framis Pujol is a cross-pollinated wanderer, who dances in the opaque, the chaotic, the tender, a being with the land... Their research-based practice circles around farming as liberation, politics as a crack, cooking as sovereignty, self-expression, vulnerability, and consciousness through intimate contact with nature, and creating open communal spaces for deep listening of bodily sensations. He dedicates their days to tending the land, as a farmer and as a facilitator to share his experience with multispecies groups who want to cultivate inner peace, learn from the natural world, and inspire themselves in the day-to-day, hence being able to focus our perspective, in aspects related to work, food, and social ecologies, through artistic harmony