For a long time I have thought that my uncle Cipriano, my father's brother, both now deceased, looked physically like Jorge Oteiza, and this idea stays with me to this very day. I don't have a photo of my uncle at hand. This thought, which I want to share here, helps me in some way to introduce my work and this exhibition.

"My memory is layered with everything." We hear this line in the documentary Sans Soleil, by Chris Marker (1983). Here, in Postrimerías, there is something of these superimpositions. Starting from minimal, slight gestures, I involve and connect, I rescue and look for points of union, sometimes between impossibilities or distances. In my work, through different mechanisms of change, and of theft or appropriation, I reflect on the memory contained in objects, in matter. Meeting someone.

The objects appear as an encounter between diverse bodies, as assemblages of inorganic and living elements that resist the economic structures in which we live.

Gonzalo sold me the wall lamps through Wallapop, for 20 euros and in a meeting on the street. They were the first object I bought for the project, and he told me the following:

"We just bought the apartment, my girlfriend and I, in the Retiro area, and this apartment was owned by a German woman who used it a bit for Germans who came here to work, that much I do know. Four years ago she did a renovation and she included these lamps there, and now we have taken them out... and that's a bit the story, I can't tell you more".

In some way, as in Sans Soleil, memories intertwine, as happens with my uncle Cipriano and Oteiza. Last year, in order to remember him, I bought at the Rastro flea market in Madrid a photograph of a man who posed far enough away and close enough to make me think they might have looked alike.