Duba Duba expands within the flow of the slowly unfolding projection of FUGA N22. It inhabits the space, performing the enclosure as a fluid interior or exterior, amplifying its many qualities and the golden nature of the work.

Once again, vocal figures emerge, evoking a connection to childhood and the time of innocence. Latin American landscapes appear as open veins, recalling the words of writer and journalist Eduardo Galeano. The work becomes an exercise in remembering and forgetting: letting go of what no longer serves us, while remembering that we have a mission in this life. Our roots remain alive in every movement and every tune.

Each inflorescence is ephemeral, like a drop in the ocean of time. The language of the body is also poetry, connecting us to an uninterrupted present. In this sense, the piece remains contemporary: it is an embodied practice of being here, now.

Guided by the mood and didactic qualities of the music, interventions emerge within the sound tapestry of the space. Fragments of guitar harmonics become points of departure for a play of questions and answers that are not questions or answers, but rather a poem.

We tune and shape the space with our bodies: the long A of the circular opening, the deep O of the closing. We stretch the I and the U, draw the curved E through the air with our arms, and travel through spaces of time that bring the inner child back to life.