Maria Paris Borda

"A constellation of verses, punctuation marks, phonetic and visual traces gradually unravelling into near-silence across multiple iterations.

This video-performance reflects on the act of returning—not as resolution, but as compulsion, as a continuity. The poem turns over: the same moment again and again, testing how it might unfold differently—or not at all.

(I-V) was conceived as a poem and then translated into a soundscape with field recordings of a late evening, when the herb market opens its doors in Bogotá.  Brujos, magas, esoteric presences often gather there; the space is divided between sweet and bitter herbs. This sonic atmosphere fuses with words that traverse across tongues, flavors merge in a bittersweet tension that reflects the impossibility of language, of mourning, of heartbreak—to be held by language. As in migration and the thought of an eternal return."

Jimena Casas

The piece was presented at Perdu, Amsterdam, as part of Transatlantic Voices