Untitled stories, 2022
In the still light, a story is written, an unknown story, an untitled story. These hypotheses of life, fragments, are nothing more than a distancing, a way of thinking about the inaccessible real. These untitled stories are like fictional edifices, ways of fabricating a different reality. A world that resembles the world and, at the same time, would only be its hypothetical version, its mimesis.
Without beginning or end, they are silent, like a half-open door through which we are invited to enter. They are deaf, frozen between expectation and the tipping point that will never come. They are nothing and everything at the same time, prisoners of their own reality, of their inevitable impossibility. They will remain fragments of a permanent fiction in a world incapable of seeing them exist.
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