Tomándome mi tiempo
Vol. 1Conversaciones trascendentales en la morada interior; Nuestros cuerpos son símbolos más que un hogar
In “Tomándome mi tiempo, conversaciones trascendentales en la morada interior; Nuestros cuerpos son símbolos más que un hogar” you walk into a limbo, an in-between place. This installation is a liminal pocket of disfigured time and space where I meet with Santa Teresa, this is the place she showed me in her ecstasis. This room is the in-between our physical realm and the holy realm, this room is a space of dreams.
The installation consists of a room divided by a felt curtain. The components in the room
have been covered in wool that has been felted on to all the surfaces. The wool that makes the
bed bleeds to the floor and to the night stand and the books on it, wool covers everything, like a
layer of solid dust. Isolating, protecting, caring every single thing so much that they lose
themselves. Every element plays with reality and the fuzziness of dreams.
