Muerto el monstruo...
Rosa García, 2019.
Performance and installation. Bed, round mirror, facial masks, flashlight, knife, and text. Variable dimensions.
Have you seen a white reflection
sliding through the shadow?
Have you noticed? It’s cold…
It shines and whispers in the dark
just like a new knife.
Exhale.
Is your face already burning?
You’re locked in my house
and you’ve just realized it.
Everything is black ahead.
A row of tiny little noises
has just vanished right at your feet.
Just like a shiver.
You’re locked in my house.
You’re locked in with me.
Photographs of the installation and performance.
Muerto el monstruo… is a performance, but it is also an installation. A performance, given the series of actions that are carried out over an audio track that functions as the narrative thread of the piece. An installation, given the detritus—the tangible memory of what happened—that remains in the exhibition space through various objects. Muerto el monstruo… helps me think about fear, about my fears, turning me into one of them. As a medium, performance offered me several opportunities that I want to take advantage of. First, the opportunity to understand that all those things that scare me have a concrete identity, a weight, a silhouette, a way of inhabiting time and space. I had learned to be afraid of them, and therefore I could learn to lose sight of them, to expel them from my daily life. Second, the opportunity to scare my fears, to kill them with fright by showing them their own face reflected in a mirror. That face I had seen so many times, had imagined, the one I could now reproduce from memory. That face like a broken mirror, like a new knife. But Muerto el monstruo…—does the rage end there?
Photographs: Rosa García