CIRCULAR NARRATIVE

Eroding paper, cutting and inserting it into holes which overlay one over the other, I build volumetric pieces in which I introduce air, the intimacy and encoded messages. Windows to attest what we already know, that we have changed and we are just the outskirts of what we once imagined.  Numbers, mistakes and memories trapped in a framework, the setting for inexistence, an opening for deconstructed communication. But tangent too, there always will be an audience with an inner and circular autobiography. A stone thrown into the water, and sunken. A numeric cartography, thresholds hiding and establishing worlds, close or impossible, imagined or built inside our memories, in spite of being small, dates and data that once were weddings, meetings, calls, births; thoughts that once certified a disappearance.