Stalactites in the throat
2018 / Urutau, 64 pages
She copied everything she needed to copy and that was why she had the tips of her thumb and indicator worn out from turning pages. Occasionally the copy of an image failed, on impulse it tore or made that failure image into a very round paper ball. Looking at the light that ran through the copying machine was inevitable. As someone who gets tired of making images disappear, in this book I use copies found in the trash of the exhibition “Tactics for exchanges and crossings”, in 2014. They were found images that imposed a narrative that was latent and colliding with chance.