Rec-ov-Eco By: Tobías Arboleda

There is a mantle of skin that covers the entrails of a mystery. A geography hidden under the anatomy of pain. Fibers that oscillate in short periods, susceptible, exposed to the elements, to the fragility of memory, to the matter of thoughts and to the pendulum of time. Science has arranged auscultation devices to try to amplify, through waves, the silence of the entrails. In a dark space, luminous lines appear with evidence of another world, hidden for a long time, only before a diagnosis. Magical forms emerge that shape the resonance of a symptom. These forms, somewhat abstract, reveal the organic configuration of time and matter. They are evidence of the impacts, transits and internal structures that sustain a vulnerable body, a body that has always embraced life and death.

At what point in history did the distance between inside and outside emerge? Dichotomies fragmented our thinking, conception and understanding of reality. At the time of asking ourselves if it has taken us away from what is really inherent and vital, that founding experience in which we did not differentiate the part from the whole, in which we felt one with nature. The rhizomes, the roots, the veins, the rivers, the paths, the fibers, the warps and wefts dialogued archaically, they were one and the same thing. It seems that concepts, through time, turned nature into a subject of study, and it is not wrong to search for the truth without leaving aside the cohesion between causes and effects. Every being harbors a little bit of that truth. But also a bit of fear, hope, uncertainty, pain and empathy. And that search for truth through a diagnosis makes us turn our gaze to that which has always been there, waiting for us.