life// title

I don’t know how life works, but I know that everytime you are really engaged with some project or idea, life brings presents that are related to it. For example, I met a girl, 2 weeks ago, who is working with an organization that works with women, and with the peaceful route of women on historical memory!
Now they are very interested in the project of the large embroidery, because they are looking exactly for that kind of projects for the women they work with.
The feeling is that I must engaged to this project because there is really a lot of women who need the space and the activity of bringing from their past their memories and leave a legacy on their experiences. They are eager to talk and express themselves, because they do not have the chance to be open to almost anyone because it is of course dangerous! I went to do some research on fabrics, and threads, and it was beautiful and moving for me, to just imagine how this fabric would look after being embroidered by all this women. And imagining that I must be very very strong to cope and listen to all this stories. But on that issue, I have had the same feeling for a long time, that I must confront and be open to this general pain that occurs all around, instead of running away avoiding this reality, I give a lot of thought on the victim/victimizer and that somehow, We ARE ALL victims and victimizers at the same time. So it is a bit like erasing myself, to become others, to understand others, to live what they have been through, it is a way to comprehend and give my heart to the people that needs it. But it is also creating from true stories, from the core of reality…
I’ve been reading a lot of different things. For example I found a writer which gave me a great idea for naming the project: “cambio de armas” which literally means change of arms/weapons, which is the title of a feminist view from the dictatorship inArgentina. The author name is Luisa Valenzuela.
She has a great book of short stories, and Cambio de armas is about a women who has amnesia and she has a lover who comes every now and then. She feels real only with him and also uncomfortable, but she doesn’t understand who he is and who she is. Finally, he tells her, he is a Collonel and that she was a revolutionary and they were enemies…
This title and of course the story stoke me, because I want to talk about memory/amnesia, femenine/masculine, and I’ve been realizing how the needle and the thread can also be a weapon/arm, but only that it works the other way around: creating and not destroying, sewing the wounds, reconstructing memory….In english it is also change of arms, because the idea is to make an embroidery route, changing the arms, the women the stories theplaces and renewing the memories, recoverying from the past, assimilation of the conflict, giving it some perspective….
So i think finally a title came to my shore…
I must leave now, work is calling me…

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