Zinc, audio, drawings on green chalkboard paint. Variable dimensions

This series of sculptural pieces presents the objectual fragmentation of the Bodies as mere sounding boards that facilitate the physical tracking of the voice. The subject is not so much responsible for the discourse, but rather the absence of a void that relentlessly prolongs the indefinite flow of language. The Evocation of sealed changes in substitution of the Organic Bodies, silences any communicative POSSIBILITY and incites an affectivity of a musical nature. The polysemy of the title, as well as the graphic presence of the drawings of dark and also muted balloons, reinforce the same idea of ​​the chaos of murmurs that precedes silence.

“Not a word, Just a whisper, Just a shiver, less than silence, less than the abyss of emptiness.”
Elias Canetti

“The things that we touch and the things that we conceive are as improbable as Our senses and Our reason; We are only safe In our verbal universe, imaginable at pleasure and ineffective. The being is dumb and the spirit is chattering. That is called knowing.” Emile