Palavras Moucas 2015
At that time I was collecting explosive sounds and images in the Marão tunnel. While tons of pure stones were extracted from the interior of the mountain to the surface with a wide variety of minerals, including tungsten, I witnessed one of the explosions that are made for drilling. I took some of this pure stone into the museum where I defined a territory with a volcanic eruption and from its center, instead of lava, telluric sounds and singing were expelled.
Marão, túnel interior (left). Instalation, stones and sound (right)
(Foss) as an introduction to the centrepiece there’s a “loss”- islandic name for cascade – of light captured in a bed where I slept and dreamed. Photography.