What’s left

There are smells, intuitions, frictions, temperatures, presences, silences, meetings, whispers, noises and absences. There are few words and barely any light. There are fragile images in the memory. There are roads everywhere, even over the rubble of destruction. Revealing passages, interstices, crevices, joints, inflection points between the past and the future, between melancholia and enthusiasm, between tradition and transformation, between memory and desire. We have to return to a future where we were light. This premise underlies this video installation by Argentine artist Gabriela Golder.