“I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman,” wrote Virginia Woolf in A Room of One’s Own. These words refer to a potential point of departure, prompting reflection as we prepare to tour the selection of works in this exhibition, taken mostly from the collection belonging to the Museo de la Universidad Nacional de Tres de Febrero (MUNTREF).
The show is an attempt to record that singular dimension which is the remit of womanhood (from the historic images of the Mothers of the Plaza de Mayo, to the much-replicated visage of Evita) and explore the perspective lent by a woman’s eye, a vision which takes on different forms, assuming a vital protagonism in these works. This is the case with the historical narrative proposed by Voluspa Jarpa’s work, or by Claudia Casarino or by Stéphanie Pommeret, an approach embodying the underlying purpose of the exhibition. Here, to quote Virginia Woolf once again, “there is no gate, no lock, no bolt that you can set upon the freedom of my mind.”
