El nostre pa II - continuation
2019
Consisting of a series of actions around the area where my grandfather and neighbouring farms cultivated wheat.
We take a nap when the wheat is young, once grown, I brush it through, a never ending task thus it’s windy. It portrays the uselessness of a task, as the wheat fields don’t serve the purpose of the previous generation.
Once the wheat recollected, I filled up a pillow that traveled to those beds of whom wanted to return to the fields through the sleep. A circular sitting.
It reflects upon questions of the capitalization of time and revolves around the idea of waiting in agriculture.
We take a nap when the wheat is young, once grown, I brush it through, a never ending task thus it’s windy. It portrays the uselessness of a task, as the wheat fields don’t serve the purpose of the previous generation.
Once the wheat recollected, I filled up a pillow that traveled to those beds of whom wanted to return to the fields through the sleep. A circular sitting.
It reflects upon questions of the capitalization of time and revolves around the idea of waiting in agriculture.