Concertine

Concertine

Installation, Memory, 300x193x5cm
TABOO/CONCERTINAS
DESCRIPTIONS:
“Watch” beyond the line of ‘shadow, do not see the nuances…
This issue I faced entering the field from a perspective familiar to me, anything that we can live through us without a trace.
Work on the trail, signs of the soul, body and mind, a territory with no end in which I try with my resources to investigate to be able to make material and visual experiences that testify to our passage.
Gather elements of the reality that surrounds me: the web, in newspapers, testimonies of lives far different, photographs, images of the present and the past, various materials that elaborate, reconstruct, assemble giving it a new connotation: isolating the visual experience in a new context, you can feel the stranger lived away of the protagonist of the photo with a different echo.
The intent is to give voice to the experience and value that deserves to be shared publicly. Stop the moment has a double meaning:
- Give importance to the event.
- To understand its implications.
Awaken a collective consciousness because the experience of the individual can bring out other silent omissions.
I will not investigate aspects moral/religious/political; but the question that I try an answer is : the soul, the mind and the body how they respond to these absurd impulses that go over the line that separates us from the other?
Overcome this clears any value that is not the purely egoistic related to madness or fanaticism?
Who it is in does not have the same perception of who is out.
The habit of this generation of “ smart-phone” that lives tragic events as a virtual reflection of reality, the same reality is perceived as the time to change or download an ‘ application.
My work is inspired by the image search, the tragic events of our current events that attract public attention, focus our attention on what is happening around us dwelling with an open mind to every life experience - as a replay - limelight in our reality a dimension that thought away, the distance is no longer a virtual 500mt could happen to us, to 10mt from us or we might even be us future victims of these tragic events.
The victims are no longer virtual.
The line of barbed wire remembers the” hazard” Fear not those who are inside the fence but of those who built it the network- hurdle- symbolically mark the border of both physical and mental; who is a prisoner of its taboo and those who are victims of these.


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