Tito Pérez Mora

THE ASH FROM THE FIREPLACE CONTAINS LIFE WITHIN THE HOUSE. THE WARMTH OF THE HOME. LIFE AROUND THE FIRE STILL SEEMS TO ME THE BEST WAY TO LIVE. FIRE AND ASH. ASH IS THE FINAL PRODUCT OF ALL MATERIAL. EVERYTHING WILL END UP AS ASH, WHICH MAKES IT A GOOD WAY TO SPEAK ABOUT THE UNIVERSAL. ABOUT WHAT UNITES US. FIRE UNITES. ASH UNIFIES.

FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS, WE HAVE TALKED, LISTENED, COOKED, SLEPT, AND FOUND PROTECTION AROUND THE FIRE. COLLECTING THE ASH FROM THE FIREPLACE AFTER ITS USE IS PART OF THOSE DOMESTIC ACTIONS—DAILY, REPETITIVE, INSIGNIFICANT, IMPORTANT. THAT TIME DEDICATED TO WHAT MAKES US HUMAN WITHOUT REALIZING IT. GATHERING WOOD, PREPARING A BONFIRE, MAKING A FIRE, WAITING FOR IT TO BURN OUT, WAITING FOR THE ASHES TO COOL, REMOVING THE ASHES, SIFTING THEM, COLLECTING THEM IN A CONTAINER, INCORPORATING THEM INTO THE PROJECT.

PRODUCING YOUR OWN MATERIALS SO THAT THEY SPEAK ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT HAS BEEN GENERATED AROUND THEM. ASH IS A MATERIAL WITHOUT PRETENSIONS. IT DOES NOT WANT TO BE. IT JUST IS. THAT IS WHY IT INTERESTS ME, FOR ITS POTENTIAL FROM ABSOLUTE ZERO. IT ALLOWS ME TO BEGIN. INERT DUST READY TO START WITH WHAT COMES NEXT.

THE SOUND OF ASH IS SILENCE. THE COLOR OF ASH IS GRAY. SILENCE AND GRAY ARE ALMOST ALWAYS LINKED TO WHAT IS NOT, THE UNDEFINED, THE UNCERTAIN, THE EMPTY OF CONTENT. THE GRADATIONS OF GRAY AND THE NEED FOR THEM IN OUR TIME.

ASH IS ETERNAL. IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN AND ALWAYS WILL BE. EVERYTHING WAS. EVERYTHING IS. EVERYTHING WILL BE ASH. LISTENING IN THE ASH. SEEING IN THE ASH. HOUSE, FIRE, HOME. THAT COULD BE IT. LISTENING, ONCE AGAIN. THE END, WHICH WILL BE THE BEGINNING. STARTING FROM THE END.THE ASH FROM THE FIREPLACE CONTAINS LIFE WITHIN THE HOUSE. THE WARMTH OF THE HOME. LIFE AROUND THE FIRE STILL SEEMS TO ME THE BEST WAY TO LIVE. FIRE AND ASH. ASH IS THE FINAL PRODUCT OF ALL MATERIAL. EVERYTHING WILL END UP AS ASH, WHICH MAKES IT A GOOD WAY TO SPEAK ABOUT THE UNIVERSAL. ABOUT WHAT UNITES US. FIRE UNITES. ASH UNIFIES.

FOR THOUSANDS OF YEARS, WE HAVE TALKED, LISTENED, COOKED, SLEPT, AND FOUND PROTECTION AROUND THE FIRE. COLLECTING THE ASH FROM THE FIREPLACE AFTER ITS USE IS PART OF THOSE DOMESTIC ACTIONS—DAILY, REPETITIVE, INSIGNIFICANT, IMPORTANT. THAT TIME DEDICATED TO WHAT MAKES US HUMAN WITHOUT REALIZING IT. GATHERING WOOD, PREPARING A BONFIRE, MAKING A FIRE, WAITING FOR IT TO BURN OUT, WAITING FOR THE ASHES TO COOL, REMOVING THE ASHES, SIFTING THEM, COLLECTING THEM IN A CONTAINER, INCORPORATING THEM INTO THE PROJECT.

PRODUCING YOUR OWN MATERIALS SO THAT THEY SPEAK ABOUT EVERYTHING THAT HAS BEEN GENERATED AROUND THEM. ASH IS A MATERIAL WITHOUT PRETENSIONS. IT DOES NOT WANT TO BE. IT JUST IS. THAT IS WHY IT INTERESTS ME, FOR ITS POTENTIAL FROM ABSOLUTE ZERO. IT ALLOWS ME TO BEGIN. INERT DUST READY TO START WITH WHAT COMES NEXT.

THE SOUND OF ASH IS SILENCE. THE COLOR OF ASH IS GRAY. SILENCE AND GRAY ARE ALMOST ALWAYS LINKED TO WHAT IS NOT, THE UNDEFINED, THE UNCERTAIN, THE EMPTY OF CONTENT. THE GRADATIONS OF GRAY AND THE NEED FOR THEM IN OUR TIME.

ASH IS ETERNAL. IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN AND ALWAYS WILL BE. EVERYTHING WAS. EVERYTHING IS. EVERYTHING WILL BE ASH. LISTENING IN THE ASH. SEEING IN THE ASH. HOUSE, FIRE, HOME. THAT COULD BE IT. LISTENING, ONCE AGAIN. THE END, WHICH WILL BE THE BEGINNING. STARTING FROM THE END.