EVERYTHING HAPPENS AS IT SHOULD

We are the new creatures of the new times. We inhabit new spaces, speak in new languages, move in new manners, use new words,have new bodies.

Yet we are the new. We see you, we follow you, we mirror you, we study your movements and we coordinate our bodies to yours. We continue to speak to you even when you’ve left. Because we are here and elsewhere, nowhere and everywhere.

We are generated by the butterfly-bird who flies around us, flapping its large wings, dangling its long legs and following the currents of the light breeze caused by your presence. Occasionaly the butterfly-bird sheds a tear, a musical drop which falls down at the sound of a Guzheng melody while it opens itself to give life to each one of us.

Our bodies are in a constant process of becoming: ever-changing creatures, we are figures, spectres, beings who have a voice who talks to anyone who wants to hear it. We are the mellow melon man, the legged fish, the one-legged arum lily, the quasi-nazar, and many others.You may recognise some of our features, have the vague impression that you’ve seen us before, maybe in a different configuration and in a different consistency. Maybe in a museum? In an ancient print? In a sci-fi film? In a computer game? Who knows how many times and in how many places we’ve met.

We are born to communicate. We have this absolute need to constantly send out messages to the world: sentences, thoughts, feelings, ideas, jokes, which are released from our minds and whose existence survives us.

We live to stream our new lives live.

— Filipa Ramos, September 2016