« Odília », is a confused muse.
When she was 7, 8, 9, almost 30 years old, she saw an announcement in a newspaper for inspirational tasks and she applied. When she arrived at the interview, she was late and there was no job for her. Odilia felt like the only unemployed muse in the world, and she ran out the door and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran and ran until she fell over another muse… Penelope, her loneliness…
“Odília” is a journey through the house of ideas and impressions, like still lives in the brain. A labyrinth of thoughts, as if we could lose ourselves in our heads, looking for the beginnings of things.
Where does it all start?
| CREDITS |
Text, selection of images and space Patrícia Portela
Performer Célia Fechas
Dramaturgy Bart Van Den Eynde
Sound design and music Christoph de Boeck
Photography director and video image Leonardo Simões
Graphic composition of videos Irmã Lucia Efeitos Especiais
Light design Zé Rui
Set construction and planning Helder Cardoso
Metal construction Leonel & Bicho
Technical Direction Cláudia Rodrigues
Running time: 1h
Language: can be played in Portuguese, English, Dutch, French, Spanish, Italian , and half German/half English
Production Prado (PT) in collaboration with Laika (BE)
Financed by IA/MC (PT) & Laika is supported by Vlaams Gemeenschaap (BE)
Co-produced by Festival Temps d’Images / CCB / Tanzhaus Dusseldorf
Support and residencies Lugar Comum and ZDB
Logistic support by CML arquivo histórico municipal, SONY Portugal, TESA, BOSCH
Prado has support of Fundação Calouste Gulbenkian in 2006 and it has the support of Instituto
Camões for the tour in 2006.
A special thanks to all who helped building this project: Teatro Viriato, Festival Circular, Transforma, Wpzimmer, and Steven Brys, Helena Serra, Patrícia Bateira, Eva Nunes, Luís Rego, Fernando Monteiro, João José Palma Bértolo, Jean Paul Lespagnard, Inês Barahona, and Coed Hills Art Festival that supported the writing of this piece, among others.
Premiere on the 8.10.2006 at CCB/Festival Temps d’Images, Lisbon, Portugal
Teatro Viriato, Viseu | ZDB, Lisbon | Tanzhaus, Dusseldorf in 2006 and in Oslo at the Apneteater on the 6th of October 2007. On tour in Belgium in April and May 2008.
| TEXT FRAGMENTS |
Muses are born between the little finger, the heart and the human brain.
They are very very small and very very microscopic and if we look very carefully we can notice that they have the shape of a plant or a leave. They navigate in a very organized and active way through the brain and they communicate through highly complex systems, by propagating electric signals and primary chemical reactions.
There are the normal muses and the confused muses!
the normal muse can be size S, M, L or XL and they inebriate, enchant or just make you feel dizzy like if you were drunk, they show up before, during or because of the creative process transforming a luminous idea into a divine intangible body; They are regularly naked or semi naked with semi transparent dresses and are responsible for romantic delirium and the Music of the universe.
In fact, they are very snobbish and very full of themselves and they only wear trendy clothes, and most people say they live in museums but it s a lie! They are only there on Mondays and on summer vacations and they live in a shabby duplex for the rest of the year.
(…) The confused muses… the confused muses are all odilias. They are exactly the same as the
normal muses but exactly the opposite... Instead of inspiring, they search for someone to inspire them.
(…) They all have two black eyes, each one for different reasons.
They smell very badly, which is completely normal since they wear always the same dress, but
fortunately we cannot notice that in the paintings, in the movies or in any of the poems.
This is one of the best kept secrets of the history of inspiration:
All muses, confused or not, are illiterate, they can’t read or write and that is why they need the poets and that is why they look for them unconsciously, all the time. But they don’t know it of course, otherwise it would not be unconscious… Ah ! another secret !
Poets must fall madly in love with their muses but the opposite should never never NEVER happen. But muses don’t know about this either.
Text by Patrícia Portela
« (…) another succeded performance by Patricia Portela, know for a young audience »
in Jornal de Letras
| CONTACTS |
Prado is financed by Secretaria de Estado da Cultura | Direcção-Geral das Artes