This group of works - shown together in Labor Gallery - might be called a site specific installation. All the different objects refer to one specific thought that becomes clear as the viewer starts to walk in the space. The works emerged from a grief process, the loss of my grandfather. It is an old custom that people cover the mirrors when someone dies. Using aluminium, a material which mirrors the viewer in a blurry way, and putting a text next to the mirror strengthens the metaphoric aspect of the work. The installation includes several A4 sized objects, with short or unreadable texts on them: showing the need for verbalization. The bigger and smaller black cubes may refer to a diagram of a feeling or to an illness. The air and the image of the lungs appear in different contexts. The text that refers to the Holocaust and the rope that reminds the viewer to hair creates a complexity of meanings. The sentence: “portrait: running your hands over a face” is the title of the installation. Beyond the minimalist objects the viewer perceives the human presence.
water is air
in closed places not from these closed places
but always from drowning,
running out of air
but our faces are becoming blacker than night
smooth and tranquil, all the sand has the same aspect,
nothing distinguishes the soil that is solid from that which is not solid;
it is impossible to either retard or hasten
which seizes you erect, free, in the flush of health
forces a man to return slowly to earth,
while leaving him time to survey
the horizon,
the verdant country, the smoke of the villages on the plain, the sails of the ships on the sea,
It presents itself in the guise of a plain, and it yawns like a wave.