Beyond the confusion, it is a time to be aware and appropriate the present that we had to live. It is acceptance of what the now has become: being homebound. Four people between four walls in a scared environment, coping with the situation in the best possible way. We have chosen to let chaos happen around us, but never inside, never towards us. In other words, the environment cannot be changed, our way of seeing the world can.
Here I am, among stars of flesh and blood that radiate their light even when it is dark. What once seemed an impediment, becomes a field of infinite possibilities, ways to take advantage of the reduced space in which limitations become art. Creativity is the key to adapt to this historical moment. They say that the best ideas have emerged in times of crisis, and this is proven by each creator who builds his head inside and materializes his projects, windows of today. Creation comes from the nucleus of each being, little gods, who find within themselves a space made of energy and pieces of the universe. People, passions and experiences are the muses that guide my hand. This is the reflection of my present from 20 different angles.
There are few hours of electricity in this place. In the waiting time we have to create ideas over low heat, while the hours pass from the kitchen to the living room, and then with haste to execute … Oops! The light blinked again, the creative spark pausing. Perhaps the ideas are undercooked, it is time to prepare the food while we continue thinking. I find objects, six pieces of wood and a couple of visitors to continue creating. I have fun moving the pieces and 20 geometric proposals emerge inspired by our experiences. In this moment of confusion and our bodies being confined, visits are reckless, not that of Felipe and Sylvania.