El reino de la Incomunicación y del Silencio
52 x 81,5 cm
The realm of Incommunicability and Silence
Death like a shrieking shadow right behind me. My heart was beating fast, pumping blood to the brain that I, terrified, hardly ruled. My muscles stiffened, hampering movement. I was short of breath. My sight was growing dim. I was screaming with no voice. I was looking at the sky, trying to wake up, to abate drama. We panic when confronted with an end we are not yet ready for. I suddenly realised that my whole life had merely been the extension of this terrible moment of panic. Knowing that death would seized me sooner or later, I had done nothing but run, frightened, tormented and stiff, looking for answers that I could not find, seeking emotions that would ease my anguish, hoping for drugs to take me to a simpler, truer world. I landed on the domain of Incommunicability and Silence, an empty world, where no one asks and no one answers. A mournful world where one can sleep and await Death.