{"id":8926,"date":"2026-06-19T19:00:11","date_gmt":"2026-06-19T19:00:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/materialinmaterial.org\/?post_type=portfolio&p=8926"},"modified":"2026-11-06T17:23:55","modified_gmt":"2026-11-06T17:23:55","slug":"sesion-esucha-baltazar-viena","status":"publish","type":"portfolio","link":"https:\/\/materialinmaterial.org\/en\/portfolio\/sesion-esucha-baltazar-viena\/","title":{"rendered":"Listening Session
Mz Baltazar\u2019s Lab, Viena (AU)"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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s\u00edntesis<\/span><\/p>

\u2018Revolutions on the Surface of the Earth\u2019<\/strong> es<\/p>

Una sesi\u00f3n de escucha colectiva como parte del programa p\u00fablico de la exposici\u00f3n \u00abWhat leaves, speaks\u00bb<\/span><\/p>

Playlist Curada<\/span><\/i> entiende la escucha como una forma de relacionarse con el territorio, la memoria y la tierra. En esta ocasi\u00f3n, Gris Garc\u00eda presentar\u00e1 m\u00e1s <\/span>detalles sobre el proyecto comisariado por material \u25cf\u25cb inmaterial \u00abEl sonido de una monta\u00f1a que muere\u00bb en un montaje perform\u00e1tico para el evento titulado \u00abRevolutions on the Surface of the Earth\u00bb.<\/span><\/p>

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Con las investigaciones sonoras de Ana Hern\u00e1ndez, Anahita Norouzi, B\u00e1rbara Foulkes, Carlos Edelmiro, Concepci\u00f3n Huerta, Erika Loana (Atlas Materia Prima), Emilija Skarnulyte, Hanae Utamura, Lorena Mal, Long Pan, Perla Mata y Sofia Acosta.<\/p>

Concepto y montaje sonoro: Lorena Mal<\/p>

Mastering: Carlos Edelmiro<\/p>

Montaje de texto para sesi\u00f3n de escucha basado en los escritos de todxs lxs artistas : Lorena Mal<\/p>

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info<\/span><\/p>

comparte:<\/span>\u00a0<\/span>Playlist Curada: Gris Garc\u00eda<\/span><\/p>

cuando:<\/span>\u00a0viernes 19 de junio 7pm a 10pm, 2026
donde:<\/span>\u00a0Mz Baltazar\u2019s Lab, J\u00e4gerstrasse 52-54, 1220 Viena<\/p>

registro:<\/span>\u00a0@mzbaltazarslab<\/a><\/p>

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In ancient times, copper slept inside the mountains\n<\/h2>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t
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First as magma<\/span><\/p>

now fills our soil, plants, and even human hair and placentas<\/span><\/p>

scattered as residues from copper ore mining<\/span><\/p>

We are in Guiyu, a small town located on the outskirts of Shantou, China<\/span><\/p>

Declared the most toxic place on Earth<\/span><\/p>

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The wind chime coexists with this land<\/span><\/p>

The wind sounds terraform into the sound of an ancient ocean<\/span><\/p>

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We are in Tepe<\/span>xi de Rodr\u00edguez, in Mexico<\/span><\/p>

In the top of a mountain, of a fossil landscape<\/span><\/p>

Where stones speak<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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We submerge into the depths<\/span><\/p>

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into a mine in Poland under the sea<\/span><\/p>

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Toxic debris everywhere, we go further.<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Further into the last glacier in Mexico, the Chichonal volcano, boiling<\/span><\/p>

bubbles and small gurgles of hot water and calcified stone<\/span><\/p>

a vast body sleeping beneath the surface<\/span><\/p>

a fragile body of rocks that appeared solid<\/span><\/p>

but the volcano\u2019s heat renders them hollow<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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hollow<\/span><\/p>

a drill goes further into a mountain making a void for more toxic residues<\/span><\/p>

the walls of an underground tunnel in Lithuania<\/span><\/p>

the Ignalina Nuclear Power Plant\u00a0<\/span><\/p>

the sounds of the volcano\u2019s insides boil stronger<\/span><\/p>

something breathes in the night<\/span><\/p>

like a night hunting under the soil<\/span><\/p>

into a geologic body in the mountains of Iran<\/span><\/p>

the drillings of the British Petroleum Company<\/span><\/p>

the sound frequencies that seek for oil, thirsty<\/span><\/p>

a sonar that travels in stone just as a whale\u2019s call would travel in the ocean<\/span><\/p>

an ancient sea full of future fossil bodies<\/span><\/p>

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the mountain opens into fossils<\/span><\/p>

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we listen the stones of Tlay\u00faa Quarry in the mixtecan territory in Mexico<\/span><\/p>

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we drown in the Axamilpa river, the last remaining body of water<\/span><\/p>

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we listen, to the wind chime again moving with the tides<\/span><\/p>

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the ocean returns<\/span><\/p>

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the world is flooding<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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in earth shattering disasters<\/span><\/p>

everything disappears and the stone writes<\/span><\/p>

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floods of human-made toxicity<\/span><\/p>

we are in Torre\u00f3n, north of Mexico<\/span><\/p>

in a metallurgy<\/span><\/p>

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we listen to 70% zinc turned into sound frequency<\/span><\/p>

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22% iron<\/span><\/p>

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we are in Horonobe Japan<\/span><\/p>

miles underground managing radioactive waste<\/span><\/p>

in deep subsurface environments<\/span><\/p>

we are still in the nuclear plant in Lithuania, still falling apart<\/span><\/p>

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In a dream<\/span><\/p>

Tomorrow was Yesterday<\/span><\/p>

Future was Past<\/span><\/p>

A day<\/span><\/p>

a week<\/span><\/p>

a month<\/span><\/p>

a year,<\/span><\/p>

a hundred<\/span><\/p>

a thousand<\/span><\/p>

a million<\/span><\/p>

billion<\/span><\/p>

years<\/span><\/p>

Says a voice through the tunnels<\/span><\/p>

Fault means responsibility.<\/span><\/p>

Whose fault is it?<\/span><\/p>

Who is at fault<\/span><\/p>

A fault in geology, is a crack in the Earth’s crust.<\/span><\/p>

We are inside a fault in the Earth\u2019s surface, breaking<\/span><\/p>

here<\/span><\/p>

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we receive telephatic messages<\/span><\/p>

from the Ecuadorian Amazon<\/span><\/p>

nightmares, which emerge from the underground<\/span><\/p>

insisting again and again<\/span><\/p>

there, where listening becomes territory<\/span><\/p>

and territory becomes possibility for relation<\/span><\/p>

the waves, like dreams, return<\/span><\/p>

they circle around us<\/span><\/p>

invisible radiowaves, invisible radiations, invisible tides<\/span><\/p>

a circular temporality<\/span><\/p>

water returning to water<\/span><\/p>

soil returning to soil<\/span><\/p>

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we are inside the comixcal vessel from the Itsmo of Tehuantepec in Oaxaca<\/span><\/p>

we are that rain that sounds like seeds falling<\/span><\/p>

the void here is an open mouth<\/span><\/p>

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we listen to a distortion<\/span><\/p>

krrr\u2014krrr\u2014piiiiii\u2014piiii\u2014beepbeep\u2014shhhk\u2014shhhk\u2014 krrrzzzt\u2014wiiiiii\u2014wiiiiii\u2014fshhhhhhhh<\/span><\/p>

it gets us closer to the amazonian territory<\/span><\/p>

its organization<\/span><\/p>

the rivers<\/span><\/p>

the anger<\/span><\/p>

the perseverance<\/span><\/p>

and to the hope of all amazonian communities<\/span><\/p>

that resist to displacement and looting<\/span><\/p>

We listen to the soft echo of a violin singing Yanda Pullu<\/span><\/p>

a song by Mishki Chullumbu, from the Napo Runa pueblo<\/span><\/p>

6 decades of his life dedicated to rescue their memory and music<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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Like the rain, our hands hit the soil of the comixcal<\/span><\/p>

\u00a0we move our bodies as matter<\/span><\/p>

when we are dead we will be compressed<\/span><\/p>

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and the Earth will take a new shape again<\/span><\/p>

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as she always does<\/span><\/p>

the amplified sound of the memory of Earth story<\/span><\/p>

the memory in erosion<\/span><\/p>

the memory in burning<\/span><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t

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