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What I look for is contact with reality in its totalily, everything that is rejected, everything that is set aside because of its contentious character. A contesting which encloses a ra-dical reali-ty, because this reality exists, despite being dissimulated through symbols. In my work, things are not indicated (represented), but rather lived, and it is necessary to dive into one, toto/ manipulate it. And that is diving into yourself. The work has its own life because it belongs to all of us, because it is our everyday reality, and it is at this point that I give up my categorization as “artist”, because I no longer am. Nor do I need any other label and that, obviously, extends to the work. It cannot be labeled because it does not need to be, nor are there any other words that can categorize it, because it happens that everything and nothing have lost their sense of being. Therefore, these works, at the moment in which the are placed in squares, streets, etc., automatically become indepen-dent, with their initial author (me) having nothing more to do with the matter, handing that compromise onto the future mani-pulators/ authors of the work; in other words… passers-by, etc. The work is not recovered as it was created to be left and follow its own trajectory of psychological involvement. I have already realized work throughout Rio de Janeiro, getting the city involved, as in some of these works I have used more than 500 bags (pieces), spreading them over different points. In that dispersion of deflagrating elements the important thing is that the involvement it total, at all points, at the same time, there being no defined single point, creating poles of energy between the bags.
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...ash cuesta mucho trabajo hacer un manifiesto
...mucha chamba, es lo único ke les puedo decir, ahi viene el maestro Gilberto Aceves Navarro, ya me voy a dormir o me va ver los ojos rojos.
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- Hasta luego maestro!!! - No pensé ke me hablara a mí, solo levanté la cabeza por el chisme y ver de kien se despedía, si de Lenin o de Francisco, pero fue de mi de kien se despedia.
- Hasta luego... (...?) -jajajjaajjaja
p.d.: Les enviare una invitacion pirata, me he dado cuenta ke las originales son tan HORRIBLES
