"Morir por lo invisible: eso es la metafísica." Emmanuel Lévinas
This piece is an ode to the fragile, precarious existence and how beautiful it is to belong to the tension between being and, one day, to not be at all. A tension where life becomes the price of life, where existence is justified by the warmth of the sun, by the softness of touch, by embroidering a piece of paper for hours. In these series, dying for the invisible is a conjure for me to be able to digest my existential queries. I like to address my existential queries through my practice in a way that the practice itself justifies the existential questioning. I have been working on paper embroideries and with knitting as a way for me to create shelters with which I cover myself with from anguish.
There is an intricate relationship between my existential concerns and the fragility of embroidering paper. I believe there is something to practicing a technique, I find pleasure in the manufacturing, in the remaining, in the challenge and in perseverance. There is something to the handmade that speaks of caring kindness, thoughtfulness and time. The mastering also speaks of time, not only spent in the making of a piece, but hidden behind all the hours dedicated to a tool and all the songs sang to an image. I have formed emotional links to materials and the interaction that I have with them.
Paper embroidery allows me to explore a fragile technique that requires meticulous intention, in such a way that my process has become a ritual of obsessive repetitions. I like to accumulate textures, patterns, hours and layers of thread. There is an urgency in the accumulation of hours, an urgency to escape, to allow myself to be absorbed by the tasks, to belong to the patience.
