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Cristina de Middel, Santiago Talavera and Jorge Fuembuena
27November
Events

Cristina de Middel, Santiago Talavera and Jorge Fuembuena

Cristina de Middel and Santiago Talavera both explores the frontier between real and unreal. The realm of wonder in which myths and truths go hand by hand, where it is difficult to distinguish between the vagaries of reality and cleverly fabricated fiction. Cristina de Middel with "Look what hatred did" and Santiago Talavera´s paintings both build a product of this fascination with images and intermediaries between reality and fantasy.

 

Cristina de Middel presents her new photo book project "Look what hatred did".

 

Amos Tutuola wrote "My life in the bush of ghosts"  in 1964 and then had to leave the country to escape the violent reactions to a book that would open in the exilium, a new path for contemporary African narrative. The story is told by the 5 year old kid in a very basic, direct, naive and repetitive style that only children master, but manages to convey the magical and absurd reality that war and religion added to the Nigerian reality.

 

In the sixities a 5 year old Nigerian kid´s village was attacked by soldiers. His mother had left him home alone and he had to run away escaping the bombs and the fire. He saved his life entering the Bush, this magical territory where no humans are allowed and where all the Yoruba spirits live and fight. Our kid spent 30 years lost in the Bush trying to find his way back home amongst the spirits and the dead.

 

 

Jorge Fuembuena has chosen a territory adjacent to the mythical, the Jakobshavn glacier (Sermeq Kujalleq), to undertake an endeavor of romantic resonances: the monitoring and accurate record of the movement of this huge area that wanders the northern hemisphere, wrapped in a light that ignores the chronology of day and night. An ancient ice mass that is simultaneously a primitive place and an uncertain territory, where the mutant morphology of the landscape is governed by random parameters which no one knows, because no one has described them.