Because the desert is quiet as a line. At every corner of the street a parrot might sing a song with no human feeling and no human meaning.
The surface is like a shiny citizen.
The guns shoot through the inframince.
The picture is like a chair in front of an empty map.
Because divide or lack of divide.
Three hundred and sixty degrees circles are better than condescending smiles.
The tiny narrow space one occupies is so minutely small. In this atom, in this mathematical point the blood circulates and wants something. Because Julian the great emperor is dead.
Because the rectangle contains all the right information about the universe. The triangle is always perfect and always hiding. Because the morning is made for sleeping. The curly Macks, the clever Jacks. The dance round terrace tables shuts in the shock of the marble shudder new sober. Please don’t get me wrong. Girls shouldn’t play in the heat.
The sun is one’s only alley.
Because the standards of living they are rising daily.

Artistas:

• Charbel-joseph H. Boutros
• Rodrigo Hernandez
• Thomas I’Anson
• Dong Young Lee
• Vincent Verhoef

Enlaces de interés:

• Página de la exposición en el sitio de la galería Fons Welters
• Sitio internet de Rodrigo Hernández