QUARTA PAREDE - Associação de Artes Performativas da Covilhã

A performance for any space. Here, we experience a connection with the past with this multiply talented artist, a choreographer as well as a remarkable dancer, musician, actress, and visual artist with Asturian origins and universal application. But nothing is as precise as her ability to mix dance of such a singular aesthetic with technical dexterity, to reconcile her absent regard with her generous offering in this creation to an omnipresent public, and finally to present a temporality that goes against the rhythms that we are so accustomed to.
It is logical that it is far from here that a person such as Olga Mesa finds the sense and reason for her art. The logic of pieces that are both contemporary and coincide with everyday reality becomes one dance truly in movement facing another dance, immobilized, through sterile exercises and poor communication (...).
(...)In fact, to begin the weekend with Olga Mesa’s creation of blue tears is certainly the best possible aperitif in order to take risks and encourage us by contemplating an ensemble of movement, music, text, and images that fill all and penetrate all. Here there is coldness at certain moments in the performance, void expressions in certain images, heat boiling over with each wild look, and a sense of the purest mysticism.
There is a spiritually without pretention that brushes expertly across a non-contrived sensuality which decomposes into an occasional encounter with the essence of the dancer and her origins – her most immediate horizon and her past experiences, full of years of crossings – from here to New York, from America to Strasbourg, and again, to her home.
Solo work – one could say the work of solitude just as well – is an ambitious manifesto, a voiceless and unshakable cri of imagination and beauty mixed with tradition (that by the way does not renounce enough to the aesthetic presuppositions of this performer who has become a priestess of dance). Definitively, this research of the personal “I” doubles as passage as a research into beauty, which by necessity envelops everything. Olga Mesa is all this and also simply an artisan of dance and creation, in an opening and welcoming sense, but with a convincing and delicate solitude that we admire and applaud with pleasure, zest and pure desire. Bravo!