Saturday, October 16, 2021

Beatriz Botero -- Passage Through Bogotá

Passage Through Bogotá
Beatriz Botero

Materials: cloth, beads

 

My herculean task in Bogotá was to dismantle my parents' house. The house had been uninhabited for a year, and it was necessary to vacate everything and then sell it.


In the beginning, you can see the colors of the illusion of seeing my siblings attend to that unhealed scar.


The perfect home is now an upside-down house in the middle of any street of a big raining city. In Colombia, they like long names, so the house of Luis Jorge Botero Ramos and María Cristina Norma Botero Giraldo, the house that we knew during our childhood will never be again.


I saw the hunger in the city of Bogotá, which reminded me of Dorothea Lange's photo showing a mother with her children during the Great Depression.


In Bogotá, there is hunger in the beggar, but also in the woman who waits for the bus, in the man who walks on the sidewalk.


We, the three siblings, had to navigate these new waters. Collecting the seeds and flowers that remain from those lives.


That sitting woman who disappears behind the fog becomes another woman who can weave the past with the present, to better understand a path to the future.

 









 

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