03.06.2013
Santiago, Chile

The hoarders (both cultural and physical), are of family origin, are ancient. When something disappears, the need for memory becomes much stronger. Among my grandmother’s belongings, I found a box with “unclassifiable” things. A miscellany that gathered buttons, pieces of embroidery, little bottles of Pisco and random photos. Among them, a photo in which the only information given on the back is the word “Excer”.

With her archive together with mine (footage I recorded with my camcorder during the past 5 years), I start trying out some formats and edits to work with. I had the idea of making a video in a poem format, also thinking about the letters to the house that I started in the essay. For the correspondence, we start exchanging video-poems with Carmen. The method really worked for me. To have a starting point (a quote that we exchange), a deadline, and also a specific person receiving the videos.

IMAGINING THE HOUSE FROM A DISTANCE

POEM I, 2020

POEM II, 2020