Atropa
Textile installation
in the city
November 2021
Weaving made from recuparation materials, mostly sourced from Sympany Eindhoven
Steel frame
Stainless steel chain
Aluminium plate
From the three weavers of the fate, Atropa is the one whose relentless hand cuts the threads. Atropa has given her name to a plant. This plant can be a drug and a poison.
She is, of the three sisters of the fate, the one who symbolizes the best the threatening implosion of all these intertwined lives rumbling in the city.
Today, everyone told me about a desire to dance, dance their sorrows away, pull them out of their body, to not feel responsible finally of everything which has grown out of their power. This permanent tension between desperation and ecstasy of the souls lost among others, in a city blind to their desires and ideals, is parasiting my sight at every corner of a street.
”
Psalm IV”, in Axion Esti, written by Odysseus Elytis in 1979