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So i'm doing you

       I can't believe that here the salt flows

    

      See in an aerial way in which part of the labyrinth I usually get lost. I realize that I can forecast the total of the paths. I sense which one is correct, but I get lost just before the end. I get tangled up and scatter so I miss the exit I lose the map.

       So I wonder if I am open to thinking about this new path? If I can find a solution on the fly or if I should go back and value what was previously thought?

       

        The path is not linear of that if I am sure.

        What is our work? What are these emerging-sprouting-articulating images?

      

       They are a tip of something that is hidden under the surface, an iceberg. Is the waterline a horizon or a limit? If there are things hidden under the surface, you have to put on goggles and dive to find wonders under the water. It means that the images are already given that the job is to look with other eyes, transcending that surface tension. But there they are, learn to look.  

      And if instead they are a seed, there is a latent world, something that is about to be mutated. For this world to germinate, sprout and grow, it must be watered, provided with food and nutrients with water, light and fresh air. Be attentive to those buds that are coming out, that they do not wither, but do not drown them, not overprotect them x that they suffocate, we take away the air. Plants can grow between rocks, but they cannot live without air and light. Then the job would be to be a good gardener of our work, to be attentively distant, to see how far to stretch the line between distant care and abandonment

      If our work is a fractal, a model that is repeated at different scales and its process of variation is slower, mathematically an unperceivable mutation of principle, We think that we are in an eternal repetition of acts actions images, concepts and we put aside power see that there are small variations that make up a whole. The individuality of the piece does not matter, but rather seeing the totality and its fractal dimension, the structure and the links between each of the parts. It is an act that presupposes an exercise in analysis and calculation, this growth does not start from a waterline or a horizon, it can be generated from a center, a solar system and does not have a certain limit. The last tiles can be tiny. (2019)

LA DISTANCE

The myths and existential questions.

The myths and the irreconcilable opposites (creation-destruction, life-death).

The need for reconciliation to ward off anguish.

THE ANIMAL AND THE HUMAN HAND.

This is what I'm doing to you - The song of Atunto

“Make the distance that separates the subjects disappear. Go through dual states with the  goal of falling in love. Oscillate between opposites ”.

The spell as a sung action. The flow of water and words like hypnosis.

The song in off.

Story and interpretation. Story and interpretation. Story and interpretation. Story and interpretation.

Story.

The translation of the song. The translation of the song. The translation of the song. The translation  singing.

Being a scientist.

The belief system.

The study of the other.

Other parents

Normal.

Father who works, mother who cooks.

The emptying of the father's house and the discovery of a book.

The name that grows in the mind. The song of Atunto that enchants.

To be thought and act at the same time (the reconciliation of opposites).

The impossibility of reading it all at once. The words that appear and disappear.

Power is increased by REPETITION.

The risk of not diving.

Dive in and take a chance.

Without water and laughter there is no victory.

Cecilia Azniv Lutufyan  / Ivana Salfity - 2019

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Photos: Marcelo Abud / Flor Califano / Florencia Rivero / Santiago Lofeudo / Elisa Portella  

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