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Via sátira
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Performance
Political action
● 2018 marked 50 years since the fateful fall of dictator António de Oliveira Salazar from his chair — a crucial incident on the timeline that would lead, a few years later, to the end of the regime.
● Under the «Sementeira» banner — a mark of the autonomous political intervention of the Left Bloc Viseu in the cultural field (usually in the form of a transdisciplinary artistic festival that typically takes place over several days in summer) — Via Sátira (Via Satire) was the proposal we developed to mark the date. With an emphasis on irony, this performance/happening consisted of a religious‑toned procession, in which participants carried chairs, held aloft, through the streets of the cityʼs historic centre, to the (amplified!) sound of an adaptation of the hymn «Avé de Fátima». The lyrics of «Avé Cadeira» sing the praises of the Martyr Chair, an unusual symbol of the beginning of the end of the Estado Novo. Preparations for the action included an open participation workshop, with several sessions over several weeks, in which participants artistically intervened on a very diverse set of chairs. These were later exhibited at the Ícaro shopping centre, the destination of the procession. This activity was part of the programme of Desobedoc 2018, an insubmissive film festival.
BACKGROUND→ The ill‑fated episode took place on 3 August 1968, during a routine pedicure session, on a sunny holiday morning in Estoril. The accident would bring the dictator ailments from which he would never recover; he was replaced by Marcelo Caetano, and in 1974 the regime finally collapsed with the Carnation Revolution. ¶ However, in memory of such a noble resting place, we should take one lesson: stop waiting for chairs to fall on their own. We invite you to reflect on the obstacles that stand in the way of the dream of a free and tolerant Portugal; to define the fear that most threatens you; to get rid of it; to sit it on a chair, and then to throw it to the ground.
YOUR CHAIR→ Bring your chair. Or make your chair. ¶ Personalise, paint, build the chair in which you would like that fear to sit. It can be any kind of chair: meta‑chair, hyper‑chair, post‑chair, non‑chair, and of course, proper-chair. Or represent your chair: on paper, or multimedia, or in a performative way, or in any other form. ¶ We intend to put on an exhibition to mark this unusual anniversary, and we would like you to take part.
THE PROCESSION/CHAIR DANCE→ Furthermore, in the contemporary world, so marked by unfair competition, by the humiliating servitude we pay to the illusion of life imposed upon us — is not the way we relate socially akin to a game of musical chairs, where he‑who‑goes‑up‑in‑the‑air‑loses‑his‑place, and solidarity, understanding and tolerance we‑shall‑see‑about‑that? ¶ We want to create a choreography, a performance, a moving image that translates this idea. Perhaps then we might discover how to escape it, or how to resolve the game of chairs: there is room for all of us! Chairs for everyone now!
Click on the thumbnails on the right to view the various poster versions in large size.







YOUR CHAIR→ Over several weekly meetings, decisions were made about the form of our procession/performance. ¶ We left the doors open so that anyone who wanted to join the celebrations could come in and artistically intervene on the chairs.


















In the photographs, works by myself, Ana Carolina Gomes, Ana Prata, António Gil (the Salazar is his!), Fernando Bento, Gerrie Wolfs, Pedrokas and perhaps others I haven't recorded. Photographs by Pedrokas and Filipe Cardoso.

HAIL CHAIR→ A strident chant, shouted at the top of our lungs through the streets of Viseu's historic centre, the Martyr Chair in our hearts, and Desobedoc 2018 about to begin: it worked as a call to Cinema Ícaro; the films were starting shortly after. ¶ Photographs by Cris Nogueira.

With dictatorship came repression
But with the chair, our salvation!
CHORUS:
Oh Chair, bring it crashing down!
Oh Chair, he's a fascist clown!
We sing of the chair for the power it holds:
To bring down evil; to raise up good!
We sing of the Chair for the rest it provides.
Long live freedom, which weaves our rights!
Friendly Chair, an end to the censor!
I'll say what I want to that numbskull, for sure!
You threw the old dictatorship to the ground.
Only in freedom is the cure to be found!
Gold in the coffers... what good is that to me?
Better in my pocket to buy some chouriço, you see!
Love is not a crime! That's all we need!
I love who I want: man or woman indeed.
You creaked, bent low, under that backside...
That's how you finished off that ruffian's pride!
























Works by me and Ana Carolina Gomes, Ana Ataíde, Ana Prata, anitanãoana, António Gil, Fernando Bento, Gerrie Wolfs, Graça Carvalho, Pedrokas. Recitation (unfortunately, I have no photographs of it here) by Manuela Coelho Antunes. Photographs by Pedrokas and Filipe Cardoso.