It was a Sunday morning, I had a meeting to discuss the creation of my portfolio. I always wanted to work with sounds, everyday sounds, share sound, capture sound. Noises, meanings.
I like to curse, I treat it as media.
Free, ready to receive, like a canvas.
I like to create, to make artworks, it makes me feel useful, to serve for something, to do something to improve this existence. This world. This life.
Always wanting to create. Visions that keep repeating, elaborated, refined, dreamed.
It came out of the shell.
I was preparing an egg.
I opened the window, placed the equipment, our almost technological organ: air, earth, water, fire, stove, refrigerator, shower, bed, chair, table, sofa, toilet, window, car, transportation, bicycle, airplane, ship, the mattress.
Heart.
Capitalism.
Contemporary.
None of that was what was going through my head, or was it? Could be, it dwells there.
I opened the window, brought it inside. I started.
I had watched a lecture on YouTube the night before by Yuval Noah Harari, he talks about the 0.01% who will understand. These are the ones I want. Brainwashing or a flea behind the ear?
I was thinking about the sweet potato.
Primo Levi, we live in the same moment you did, we can still explore, face, frustrate, "humanize" - become humans.
To humanize is to make human. That which has a new organ. Cables, metals. Poor animals. Shine, star, fiber optics. Fire on them.
Here we will all lick ourselves.
Life is not just the now, okay? Here we have to be happy. SOB. SOBS.
Nos Resta Ser Feliz (We Can Only Be Happy)
SOMA Galeria, Curitiba, Brazil
16 September - 01 November 2022
Daqui de Onde Estou (From Where I Am)
Collective show co-curated with Fernanda Andrade (a.topos Venice)
Produced by BraSA.Art and SOMA Galeria
We Exhibit, Venice, Italy
29 August - 16 October 2022