El corazón me estallaba
As an ideological situation: find place and presence as a position in the world. Distance the gaze, penetrate, infect, slowly but effectively annihilate the dynamic. Turn to waiting, increase the disquiet. Generate doubt as a response to certainty. Dismiss nothing. Tear it all up. Place it in front of you, make yourself comfortable in it. Feel assaulted, assault, seek aggression and fight it. Get down to hunting for processes and not goals, pump up failure as a resource, applaud risk and hang on at the edge. Don't wait, move into action. Become a viral subject. Invoke expectation. Don't translate, just mediate. Spark event. Work at that commitment till you're breathless. Empty yourself at each attempt. Defy. Be defied.
Sobrepasados por la luz cerramos los ojos [Overwhelmed by light we close our eyes]
'My heart beat violently' —Michel, the main character in the film Pickpocket (Robert Bresson 1959) tells us, when he's gearing up to steal a passenger's wallet on the metro. Michel has no need to steal, but his desire to do it is greater than he is. I borrowed this expression from the thief as the title for an exhibition in JustMadrid 2010. And I return to that title as a reference for the collection of pieces produced during that period. They all fit into a plastic search straddling assembly and geometric abstraction, with a nod towards the conceptual tradition and Dadaism. Little games of tension and transgression.