Home can be community or family, a place to shelter from the elements or a point to return to and maintain the illusion that we have some control over our lives. It is also a place where we try to make the world our own and, if the world we would like includes things our dimension lacks, the home can become our attempt to create a portal or passageway to a dimension in which we would like to live.

Una flor (a flower) is a painted mural and a fountain. It is a place to feel at ease, to sit and do nothing, to be. To listen to the trickle of the water. Little more.

It is nice to think that it was possible to sit here long ago, in this very place, and listen to the water, even though the fountain was more central then.

When the same thing happens in the same place, after a gap of years, decades, centuries, I believe it makes the place happy. As if triggering a childhood memory in its old age, having experienced something similar before, something cyclically inevitable.

Author:Julio Linares

Julio Linares (Toledo, 1985).

After graduating from the Universidad Complutense de Madrid (UCM) with a degree in Fine Arts, he went to live in the Brazilian jungle. There he discovered ayahuasca, was robbed at gunpoint and became interested in boats. He found a job as a sailor and sailed to the Caribbean Sea. He returned to Toledo to confront his antiquarian lineage. He didn’t last long and returned to America in search of adventure. He worked in some dubious places and, with the money he earned, he became the joint owner of a yacht in the Dominican Republic. A member of the local mafia stole his boat and he fled the country. He made another attempt at being an antiquarian in Toledo. He failed. He now spends his time painting.

Installation support: Albert Jorquera

Aknowledgements: El Rancho, Pedro Pinilla Braojos, El Cojonudo, Maria Cecilia Güelfi