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  ORANGE SANGUINE In the winter of 2016 I go on a train to Munich, Germany; Drawing hysterically, with cheap lipstick on a map, – is freezing – I tremble on the way to investigate the past of a fictional and alternative reality. The birth of the ultra racist first world exterminator of ginger people….

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La ira de la devoción

The Anger is me, Saltillo, Coahuila, © Liza Ambrossio   LA IRA DE LA DEVOCIÓN   “That you fare well, and believe me that I really hope you are strong and daring to have no mercy when it breaks your body and crush your soul the next time we meet again.” That’s how he said…

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Los pecados de mi padre

  MY FATHER´S SINS   Like Saint Francis of Assisi said to his father, after he was imprisoned, flogged, accused of been a swindler, dishinderit, repudiated, stripped of his clothes, reproached, judged and abandoned by him: “Listen everybody and understand me: till now, I have named Pedro Bernardone to my father, but as long as…

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Sangre de mi sangre

    BLOOD OF MY BLOOD Although the only certainty of this world is death, life does not stop being born … or dying. “Blood of my blood”, it captures trances of the image between the neo baroque ornamentation and my own search for iconicity around the gestures of childhood that never abandon us, it…

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