....habitar en un espacio translúcido, cálido como el aliento, seductor como la piel y vivo como un extraño elemento orgánico...tres meses en un proceso lento y tedioso, paredes de celo rollo a rollo, de principio a fin....Cavitas nace con una herencia hermosa y delicada...durante un año vivió solo para mi...trataba de entenderla y comprender qué significaban esos interiores de los que pretendía hablar...por qué la piel y las capas, por qué un templo, por qué una cavidad, por qué tan frágil....por qué crear un espacio...
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Saturday, December 8, 2007
in order to create
This is me and Crypta. She is beautiful, delicious, gorgeous... thought she was create with plastic and color light bulbs. Every time I install her she shows a different shape and beauty...the process of her dressing with the plastic can take a second or hours...depends on the mode of Crypta and I.
We affect each other as light to nature...Crypta belongs to this world of magic and dreams...
I believe she was there before I gave her life....This night she was showing her best, I have never seen her so spectacular. She was playing with me and her shadows, letting me taught her as part of her. I never had to think about her name, it came alone the same day she showed up...Crypta is the Latin word for the place under the earth where dead people use to be bury, and it is also a place of cult.
Juan Pablo and I spend that night under the intensity of creation. Light, magic and music placed us in the world of Terrarioum, the ideal atmosphere to keep some animals alive.
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