Edna Pallares: The Journey

Looking close to the objects, the space, but touching, hugging, felling it: it’s there where you can understand them. The look is just an introduction, it opens the door, but it doesn’t substitute the journey, the doorstep’s crossing. The other side imply the inclusion of the body, the temperature of everything is there, his presence, his evocative permanence with the place he’s occupying, signifying ourselves.