We decided to work on the trace left by Man in what he considers to be his decor. If we go back in time, the will of man to leave his trace is always present.
The human being leaves his trace wherever he moves. Sometimes they are only footprints, insignificant, but not without consequences, sometimes they are indelible traces. Being aware of them allows us to lighten our footprint. We have explored some of the spaces within our reach and we are giving you a report on them.
Our traces are more or less deep, more or less painful bites that sometimes do not heal.
We have searched in a supposedly virgin nature for man's footprints, and, using red cloth and woolen thread, we have underlined the trace of teeth in the scenery. We have worn, stretched, and laid down kilos and meters of red cloth.
We also met intrigued hikers and felt that the speech was "making a trace" in its turn. On this picture the tree is hidden by a red veil that represents the pollution that isolates it from the other trees making connections and communication between them almost impossible.
