105 boxes carved drypoint with ink and specific sound track.
“What can we find in the attic but piles of disorder? The forgotten, the things of oblivion, I have
just erected this monument, certainly less enduring than bronze, that mingles with them.”
Inventory, Jorge Luis Borges.
Installation work based in 105 boxes covered with handcarved acrylics. Everyone is invited to
this room without time. Of drawers, small suitcases and reflections. From the tree and its circles.
From your memory, from mine, from every story.