Until recently Izarne (Ondarroa, 1987) has been a mixture of parts. See: pieces of dance, of medicinal plants, of the coast and Madrid, of fires, of abandoned houses, of conversations, of cars without power steering, of communities, of rhythms…

 

She says she did architecture to keep an open mind. She has been tagged as a Renaissance person to which she replies that she is really the dancing type after warning no to expect a story with consistent facts. She has accepted uncertainty as a lifestyle and has a steady hand for taking charge.

 

She likes to think by denying time, understanding everything as a succession of simultaneous movements with different accelerations that generate displacement and form.

 

Cacharro is one of her favorite words and of course, its deviations: cacharrear, cacharrismo, cacharrería.

 

She says that going without spirituality is like walking on eggshells and admires people who work “making others see because they are like mediums, as the philosophers”. 

 

Since 2005 she has been asked about the origin of her (strange) accent. She still doesn't know the reason but has an open investigation about it.

 

She recently managed to crystallize her unconnected pieces into a polyhedral lens and is now optimizing the prototype.

 

The last thing she swore: to dedicate all her cells to art and culture in every way she can.