Along the pale roads, among the dark grass the soul is an oblivion towards an eternal shore.
Juan L. Ortíz - Everyone here.
Emulating the sailors who pointed out the courses, maneuvers, speeds and other accidents, we created a logbook where there are testimonies of our journey and transit in the realization of several works of art.
We retrieve cuttings from the journey to construct the visual -hodological- discourse that justifies this creative project. An aesthetic production of reflux rescued from the scholiums of our production.
