moravia naranjo

there are days we find ourselves utterly confused, have no idea whether we are coming or going. on others we are seemingly taking pleasure in a world gone upside down, and every little twist in our perception will make us smile. in atraída there is an accordion weeping, there is a white dance floor, and a white back wall covered by an empty frame. atraída translates as "to be attracted by something" or "to gravitate towards something" -and a body does indeed challenge gravity, while the black frame hanging beside it reminds us of the ubiquitous risk to step out of line...

many thanx to mark tompkins