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Museu de Belles Arts de Castelló, June 2o24

The sky is traversed by water drops, birds in flight or light beams. And also by a cloud of expectation, premonition, foresight and augury, which is an agency shared by the observer and the sky. “The weather reports you”, says Roni Horn. The landscape above has an abstract, malleable and elusive condition. It can be seen as a frame that takes up the meanings and worries that I project onto it.

The limits of what I can and cannot write on the skyscape are defined by the sense. I could write whatever makes sense within this frame and at the same time whatever I cast into the frame will make sense. If I match the skyscape with the film frame as surfaces of inscription, the word I inscribe inside becomes an augury, a foreshadow, the anticipation of a desire. Do things get a meaning as they occur or they occur with the single aim of meaning?