THE WAIT
The first trenches after a century are incorporated into natural space and are part of it: will today's trenches be equally indelible?
We ended an era by recovering facts and stories from our collective memories that could reassure us, create an epic and a prospect of victory: emptying the archives of theirs
catastrophes, however, did not prevent the catastrophe from happening again.
"Trincea" has become the word of the year in which they took away the spring, and then the summer and again
the autumn.
And then the trench became what we move into every day, we became ourselves in daily chores.
The trench is everything that makes us understand the opposite of humanity, but it has also become our reassuring double, nemesis of self absolution, comfortable surface to caress in some
days, angular to bump into in others, but which we no longer know how to do without.
There is an opening, a breach, even a clearing at times.
And then there is still the sky, the earth and the nature, but they are now inconveniences, average sound of stone and concrete, uniform grain of light and days.
October 1920 - October 2020