Buenos Aires is a powerful and passionate city. The layers of history weave a fabric of paradox as each generation past speaks as loudly as the bands playing the street corner today. European architecture and statues loom by contemporary street art. Tango and intricate sign painting are unique to the city. Music from protest chants to carnival drums fills all corners. I live by the tattered scraps of map in my pocket.
How will I make a sincere body of work about such a massive and complex place in only a few weeks?
I pull materials from the street to talk about those very streets: plaster, cardboard, paint, billboard advertisements...
I lay down an image, cover it with plaster and a second image. I break through the first.. It’s a physically literal extension of the potent layers of BA
Each piece is a humble response to the different realities in the evolving landscape of the labyrinth that is BA.I sample protest chanting, drumming, Carnival bands, and the president’s address. This becomes the soundscape for the show.
Because of size and mixed media such as plaster, many works staid behind. The piece exhibited here was sliced into pieces for traveling. The disjointed pieces lend a sense of distress and disjointedness appropriate for the theme.
There is a heartbreak in leaving my artwork behind. The loss becomes a conceptual layer…As it comes from the city streets to speak about the city, so too may it return to the streets.
As I held on so tightly to a little ripped gray map with one hand,
I had to let go of my own artwork with the other.