simultaneous demolition reconstruction

mexico city in on reconstruction... the pipes where rotten and the buildings broken... too many layers of history, too many memories forgotten... children play in the houses roofs.. they ran out of backyards... they became dangerous...

a retaining wall had to be build, right after the big hearthquake... it stops the tears for the dead beloved ones, for the buried ones alife...

then the dust came, and she forgot who was underneath...

....she stands on with hardened facade, covered in plaster, wires and waterproof paint... and tries to hide from her mirror image, in case big eyes collapse her walls... they took so long to be built that she forgot they were not there before...

surprised and almost amused she watches herself being discovered... and tries herself, with clumsy fingers to put the bricks where they belong...

August 18, 2008


..... but I have my box of colour pencils, and I will colour all the places... the grey ones, the forgotten ones... the drestroyed ones... I will colour all my places...