"Days go by and I see the stars in different lands where I used to see them,
They are still there in the same place, I have moved, I have run away from the identity I expected to have, who knows if by running I will reach the other side of the world.
Sometimes I can't be sure because the stars are still there, in the same place where they used to be.
But now that I am here, surrounded by a new reality that feeds my identity, I wonder, 
Who will I be 10 years from now? 
Ten years ago, the flashes of lights of that technological device, little unformed to what it is now in the present, have invaded so much my memories provoking a reaction in my feelings, where belonging started to feel farther away, from where I was. Could it be that the information that my brain processes fused with my imagination and become part of my identity? And if it becomes part of my identity, where will I feel that I belong? Or will my experiences remain in my unconscious, forming a distortion of reality and my perspective of the world?"
wood, found wheel, colour pencil, metal wire, metal, cornmeal, textile, bamboo, screws, found wood of drawer 70x60x30cm | 2023, January The Hague |
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