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Here is our proposal, to reduce the image to its cero degree.

As many others already did, like Malevitch’s silent, like the absent word of Lord Chandos, like in all periods in which the apathy towards creation were overcome by indiscriminate imitation.

We don’t propose results or novelties, we do believe though that once again in history is the time to start again. Once the house where we lived has been finally build has arrived the time to destroy it to start again, to build again.

“I will burn the Parthenon in the night to start building it in the morning” said Garcia Lorca.

In our search we look through the language and propose a solution: to start again the questions and never provide answers. We want to recuperate the imagination, that of the one who communicates and that of the one who receives the message. Leave open a discourse that is liberty in infinitude, the extensive time, the dumb word that is not a word but all the existing words or words to exist.

Perhaps if we lack questions we must stop doing them. Perhaps we must stop the language and watch, contemplate silently. To learn again to watch, without prejudices, without knowing. To discover again. To discover is our only way to recuperate our hands to build, to inhabit, to feel.

Our place is the horizon, the endless extensions; they are the target and the rest, they are the absence of form that has the content of whom observes, they are the perception as experience, the image as time, touch without concepts, perhaps a subtle aroma and memory. We propose, at last, not an image but an experience as search of truth.