Luz Nuria Fleita Zain

Hello Pandemic

This work, which is still in the research phase, seeks keys to understand the human race, what issues pass through on earth and how it is affected by complicated structural processes. I have been recording, editing and thinking about these images for a few weeks. I order them by color, shape, or by the shadow patterns on the ground, making them connect. There are some that I think are beautiful. Then I remember that it is rubbish thrown on the street and there is nothing beautiful about it. Other times they suck me, especially when in their shapes and textures they look like a recently used condom. But most of the time I see them as puppets of a pandemic chance, that in a twisted way are disposable hands that greet us stunted from the surface that supports us. Hello, Pandemic. From another perspective, these traces remind me of how the world has suddenly changed. I imagine what a person who just landed on this planet would think about these material proofs of the existence of something else bigger and more powerful, invisible, which brings us up to date with the reality of having to put protection between our skin and the outside. Commercialized and disposable protection, reproduced and multiplied in each sidewalk. Chewing gum, dry leaves and cigarettes are no longer sufficient for the normalized routine of certain wastes. I believe that this type of tapestry of gloves and plastic masks extends to all the territories of the world where this pandemic has found us. The facts of how the environment is involved in this pandemic scare me, but I allow myself to materialize them from their original independence and interconnected with a whole, to satisfy a vision and translate it temporarily, because it will continue to grow.