Cycle: Memories with a Political Intention
My House was the Headquarters
Judite Canha Fernandes and Teresa Gentil
My House was the Headquarters is the story of two young girls. With friendships declared in voices that come from animals and the land, they gradually become human, as most people are. They have crazy adventures, such as clandestine religious masses, funerals of matchboxes and furtive kisses stolen from incautious cheeks.
– Amplify, amplify! – one says to the other.
– Do you see? Look! Another layer here! – answers the second girl, without listening to the first one.
As girls, they are also told that there are “girls’ things”, something that they never quite understand: one of them paints in green everything that is pink and the other only likes her grandfather’s clothes. Besides this, they talk loudly, they meddle with the earth, and are full of forbidden opinions. They are similar, when they have nothing to do with one another. Only perhaps because, as they are friends forever, they love each other deeply.
My House was the Headquarters is a musical performance, or performing music, built upon memories as political artefacts of the heart, combining two childhood stories that are heading into the future. The girls talk from front to back, because they want to go further and they don’t know how to. Looking for new rooms, they find themselves in the dark, groping their way along walls, looking for the door that leads to the next compartment. Will it have more light? Will it be warmer? Is it made of transparent walls?
Co-creation Teresa Gentil and Judite Fernandes / Story “My House was the Headquarters”, by Judite Fernandes / Music Teresa Gentil / Photography Andrea Inocêncio