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“Neon Haze” was a collision of color, smoke, and electricity — a sensory riot designed to blur the line between beauty and distortion. We transformed a forgotten warehouse into a living organism of light, where color didn’t decorate sound but replaced it. Each beam pulsed like a heartbeat, each flicker carried emotion. It wasn’t a show; it was a storm you could dance inside.
A. Álvarez
Sep 22, 2023
Born from the idea that color could act as sound, “Neon Haze” was our boldest sensory experiment yet. The performance unfolded like a fever dream: strobes flickered to invisible rhythms, lasers sliced through fog thick enough to taste, and the crowd became silhouettes dissolving into ultraviolet air. But behind the chaos was intent — every flash corresponded to the frequencies of human movement in real time. The result was total immersion, a space where boundaries disappeared and emotion took over. For hours, the audience didn’t watch light; they became it. The night ended not with applause, but with quiet disbelief. “Neon Haze” wasn’t about control — it was about surrendering to color until it became language.
How do you find balance between intensity and beauty?
By letting go of the need for balance entirely. We live in a culture addicted to perfection — symmetry, softness, comfort. “Neon Haze” was our refusal of all that. Beauty doesn’t come from harmony; it comes from collision. When lights hit fog and blind you, when sound vibrates your bones — that’s when you feel. The point wasn’t to design something pretty. It was to make something honest. Intensity forces truth to the surface. In chaos, the body responds before the brain — and that’s when art stops being entertainment and starts being revelation.
“Color is just emotion in disguise. The brighter it is, the more it hurts — and the more it heals.”
Renata Duarte, Lighting Designer
