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No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son | Virginia Chouhy

No sabemos quienes son
By: Virginia Chouhy
Curated by: Danisa Elena Vidosevich

CRUDO Rosario
Corrientes 314 – Galería Dominici
Unit 18 and 19

We’re sharing a fragment of the curatorial text:
“I hear Colo say something about her work and about rest.
I believe her. I get the impression that instead of resting, she created a place to leave sadness: in series, in families, in possible bonds and solitudes where everyone shares the same last name, marked by what one tries to erase with the blue side of the eraser.
It's true that we don’t know who they are, but we do know what they do. Or rather, what the force of affection does with them.
They look at us and confront us with questions.
They bring together what is clear and what is blurry.
In her characters, there is truth. There is the failure of disguise, there is action and enunciation in this way of speaking of these others who are oneself.
More than a work born of rest, it feels like the exercise of mourning.”

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