Espérame en el cielo corazón
video
1:36 minutes
2014
When I first arrived to London, I began collecting disregarded objects and fragments of domestic interiors found in the streets, as I related them with my own feeling of dislocation and displacement, of being out of place. Used domestic materials are profoundly human; they are charged with significance and meanings accumulated over years of use in everyday life. I became attached to this objects, so much that I mourned them when I had to let them go.
Just by walking and carefully looking, I found interesting situations of strange domestic spheres adrift into the public. Home becomes most powerful when it is left behind, desired and imagined. It can only have meaning once we experience a certain level of displacement from it. In the nomadic experience of the contemporary, we keep relocating and both home and elsewhere becomes sites of dislocation. Is now home just something we carry within ourselves?
Inventory of objects collected
2013/2014