Affective Map,  2010

Installation

Drawing on rice paper

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Exhibitions

House for rent

Marco - Campo Grande Museum of Contemporary Art

MARP Contemporary Art Museum of Ribeirão Preto

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I wanted to remember my childhood city drawing a map. As much as my training as an architect helped me, I was only able to draw the map through fragments of memory, memories of the past mixed with memories of dreams (present) forming a partial mosaic of the city.
What for me is the reunion, the recognition, is at the same time a paradox – the city is a complex of voids and fulls, memories and non-recollections, sounds and silences, emerging as a joke mixing the real and the unreal, the reality and imagination, to ultimately create an authentic city.

The beginning of the whole process was the memory of three elements that left a deep impression on me and that I still dream of: the River, the Blue House and the Tree.
The House, as Gastón Bachelard says: “the sheltered person lives the house in its reality and in its virtuality, through thought and dreams” . The Tree that existed in the house, a yellow acacia tree that became a character for the city and my family, is the root, the memory. And the third element, Rio, which I see as the passage of time, the way to go.
The first drawings contained only these elements. To the first memories were added others, and other drawings were added, each larger and more complete than the last. As in a conematographic travelling, little by little the landscape and its history are formed in front of the viewer-reader. Viewer-reader yes, because the plastic process is added to the literary experience, at the foot of the image, as in movie signs, or in children's books from the 19th century.

The idea is universally shared common sense, since the city preserves the essential, the model, the repetition not only as an object of the city, but also as values. She can go through several interpretations, when the other who sees her identifies with her through other faculties and other moral and aesthetic values. It doesn't matter my personal memories, but the shared and changeable memory.