The rope like a vein that runs through the body, like a brush that draws on the fabric, like an indigenous textile that expresses a joy inheriting the manual work of my ancestors, that rope is the rope of life, it connects me from my emotions to my memories.
Crochet of recycled rope irregular connections.
Concrete Space Gallery -DORCAM.
Exhibition: Mother, I see myself in your eyes.
Curator: Dayalis Gonzalez