Wakanegra Galery, Palma de Mallorca.
A collection of figures in iron, with the common expression of agitated natures. They are animals in extreme positions, barely resting on the ground. Three-dimensional drawings halfway between comics and naturalistic representation, between humor and drama. I capture extremely expressive moments, after which something should happen. This narrative vocation becomes even more evident in the two sequences that I bring; the first, three successive representations of a faded sparrow that accelerates his career, straining his aerodynamic figure to the point of jumping, faithfully extending his scrawny wings. I quote Paul Valery. “Birds do not fly because they have wings, they have wings because they fly”. A second sequence of a jumping frog, which begins with a graceful and elegant jump, continues with the clumsy and decomposed amphibious grounding, and ends with the collected, serene frog, which basking in the sun prepares a new leap. One issue that has occupied me in the development of this exhibition has been the theme of the will, not heroic, but natural and instinctive of some natures. In this sense and with fidelity, an ant. Some individuals of this macroorganism that is the anthill, guided by their instinct, specialize in leaving the safe olfactory traces of their community to get lost. From this continued imprudence, the survival of their community depends. Get lost, locate your own trail, go back, count. There is a horse that dances rampant, ecstatic. A bare and exhausted rooster begging for accounts. The prophet, emaciated and without a cane that is held in the breeze. An octopus, fish, that runs off the edge of the table. There is also a chair, which is a funerary monument without a cemetery in memory of those who took their lives for defending the Republic. And a tiger, a beast that revolts against its image. All the figures are made of iron, assembling small pieces, some forged and welded with steel wire and gas.