Last winter I slept alone

Odd gloves, suitcase.
54 x 18 x 35 cm

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The suitcase as an open mind, receptive. A place where objects constantly come in and out impregnated with the smell of memory, those one traveling along with the artist in the eternal journey that defines his philosophy of life. In those days, the separation with his wife causes a loss of balance and leads him to a reflection where things only make sense where there is a relationship. During the winter of 2010-2011, several pairs of gloves suffered the same fortune as the artist and gradually decided to meet with him to return his dignity, but will never again be what they were.

Elisa Rodríguez Campo

La maleta como la mente abierta, receptiva, como un espacio donde entran y salen constantemente los mismos objetos impregnados de olor a recuerdo y que acarrea el artista en el eterno viaje que define su filosofía de vida. En aquellos días, la ruptura con su esposa le ocasiona una pérdida del equilibrio y le lleva a reflexionar en torno a aquello que sólo cobra sentido si existe una pareja. Durante el invierno del 2010-2011 varias parejas de guantes sufrieron la misma suerte que el artista y poco a poco decidieron encontrarse con él para reivindicar su dignidad, aunque nunca volverían a ser lo que fueron.

Elisa Rodríguez Campo