STATEMENT

My life is time and fragmented language. It is a circular thought, eternal in my communication’s pursuit. Fear of oblivion, self-destruction and harrowing prospect. Memory, its identity and its loss, both forced and involuntary; LANGUAGE, the fact of being capable to continue breathing and keep on creating new memories. Although it is a biographical work, it is fully extensible to any spectator or witness. Images and texts that wish this instant’s metabolization, that provide visual information at a dizzying speed capable of modifying what we see in our memory, since they adopt new identities by transforming their narrative capacities. Of our future’s change. Forgetting about our own existence, even if we already had it. The attempt to open a dialogue with time, being conscious, beforehand, of our future’s defeat. A memory and a personal and collective identity prepared for its dissolution. What will be left for us?