RED THREAD
THE ART OF AFFECTION
From an early age i understood the impossibility of capturing the intensity of natural light from an opaque medium, like painting, this mild frustration has led my way, in an exercise of loyalty or even persistency against the difficulty of the attempt.
With my friend Julia, in Mexico City, Through correspondence, we shared a recording of actions of a phenomenon: The sunrise and sunset visible from different latitudes. In a simple and poetic routine we approached the unique scene that the sky offers from different coordinates, in a simultaneous exchange of present atmospheres.
In this short moment of changing, between darkness and light, the red colour can be seen in the sky in a transition that seems magical. Just at the beginning or the end of the day, sunlight passes through its longest path, dispersing short blue electromagnetic waves , leaving the longest orange and red, entering our eyes. This transition makes the reds from dawn and dust as the thread that connects the night with the day, on the promise that in the cycle of time they won’t separated, in the certainty that fate is written day by day.
This joint action created a commitment , a bond of responsibility through affection, where my curiosity for oracular skies from the Mayan tradition , served as a reference for pictorial interpretation. That failed attempt of capturing the intensity of light through painting , became a fluid response to abstract the incessant movement that is registered from the time , as the light in front our eyes, so in this way , we can reaffirm our bonding with the present.
