Cartas a mamá
I am slow
I need time
To process thoughts
To build and model them
Living 9000Kms away from my mom — because I chose it — has made me readapt and live a different kind of relationship
Anyways relationships are always changing
We have had technology in our hands to remain very close in spite of the distance
Are so important
Create our realities
In this seemingly unorganized text I am knitting the evolution of my creative work. How my quest to heal the unspoken, turn inside, remains my (almost) self psycho analytical practice. How words have gained and keep on taking more and more presence not only in my work but in my daily living, as I carefully crochet the words that keep me anchored.
Letters to Mom are a recollection of words and textures about happiness, pride, heartbreak, loneliness, love.
A life away.
A life, a way.
Thousands of ways.
May you not be able to read my private and sometimes silly texts hidden as love messages to my beloved mother.