The Words
Words of others. Who owns the words? They were there before we were born and they would be here when we had passed away. Nevertheless they are ours. Our creation, our permanent construction. Old, new, daily, hidden, floating within reach. In each final momento someone is building the world with words, reinventing it. I have always been attracted by words. Underline, cut, write, copy, glue. Everything that is written and said around me is leaving its print on my work. For this work I have taken directly the pages of a book that I love: Marguerite Duras' Lover . The pages dismember themselves, the texts flow and mix among themselves: new readings arise through the form.
Brooches
Porcelain, sheets of Borges' stories El Aleph, The Library of Babel and Circular Ruins, surgical steel
Photo: Damian Wasser
I made this brooch for the project "Sepan cuántos", invited by Andrés Fonseca and Ofelia Murrieta, Mexican artists and jewelers. It was very exciting for me to integrate this very significant text into my work on women.
Brooch
Porcelain, leaves from the book "Doll's House" by Henry Ibsen,
Collection "Sepan cuántos", Editorial Porrúa, Mexico
Words surround us, overwhelm us, mark us.
Brooches
Porcelain, leaves from the book The Lover, by Marguerite Duras, 925 silver, nickel silver
Pages from the book 'Marguerite Duras' Lover ' , silver 925, waxed thread, magnets.
Pages from the book 'Marguerite Duras' Lover ' , silver 925, waxed thread, magnets.
Pages from the book 'Marguerite Duras' Lover ' , silver 925, waxed thread, magnets.
Necklace II
Tracing paper, safety pins
Bracelet
Tracing paper, oxidized sterling silver