The wound. 2015
Marker on paper. 30 x 40cm
Available at galería Víctor Lope
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I made this drawing in 2015, during an art residency at niroxarts. I still remember well the huge townships, the dusty verges and the huge number of gold mines in Johannesburg. Until then, nothing had shaken me so much by the cultural and environmental contrasts, to the point of re-identifying and questioning anachronistic notions of the landscape that continued to operate in my way of working.
A few years earlier, Bruno Latour already warned in a conference on the role that art has adopted since the 18th century in the modern idea of nature, pointing out some cultural and scientific notions that today support a paradigm shift in our anthropocentric relationship with respect to our planet.
Here we continue, then, full of guilt in the face of our responsibility for the irreversible changes that we have produced, weighing on the wound. The sentimental approach to nature is already past water. Ecology and the already redundant apocalyptic tales have turned our perception and trivial concerns about our agency and footprint on the planet. Our ability to experience the sublime has been demolished.