Coordinates 1

N 41º 16,31’ 69’’ E 2º 3,50’ 31’’

Remors

Under a banner bearing the title “Remor” Montse Basora, Gemma Canal, Lourdes Carmelo and Fátima Tocornal lead

us away from a sea of platitudes, tired and flat. Instead, they propose a vision that is fresh and original;

altogether new and, once again, more current than ever...

Our heroes steer our gaze toward an ocean without articles or gender; a miniature sea, overflowing with all it contains.

At times, this sea is a lifesaving bubble, a requisite stop on our journey, calling our attention to the path to follow.

Other times it is an out-and-out swindler, whose magic tricks prove the impossible has, at long last, gained a stake in reality.

It is then the red coral and golden sponges emerge from the tangled darkness. And trapped among sounds, garbled and indistinct,

amidst slippery, scraggy murmurs, this reality is one of many. A snippet of dialogue looming up upon a million voices.

There are times when night falls on our ocean, draping the fish in greyscale and staining the waves with indigo.

And all we can do is wait, praying the calm is no harbinger of upheaval.

Later, after the storm, spat from the waves to the shore, small and large have been reduced to the same. Is it the same sea,

which hours before had ripped ships apart, lying calm before us now? It caresses forms, planes their rough edges,

cradles them in an infinite ebb and flow. What is that sound, now that there are no waves to cloud my hearing?

Is it the same murmur that walked beside me along the way?

Noelia Sánchez 2016