Perish
let it fall
see nature
to transform
feel death
as birth
the magic
of this meeting are
winds that run
eat
shape everything
time
space
to be
land what's from the earth
and give off what is flying
mobile city at the speed of the seas
submerge
it's sea of ignorant men
to deviations
impermanence of lives
flow motion
wild is the kingdom
the tremendous crumble
how crazy
incorporates
create
River
in
many
lives
silting
all that was born and if
created
River
of so many deaths
building
all that belonged and if
sheltered
everything passes
empties
salting
at sea
for those who
feel
the poetry
sprout
and as in a blow of joy and pain
see death
being life retreating

The series is part of the visual fable “Between casuarinas and gnomes” from the Hat of the Sun portal to Atafona, circling the Iquipari lagoon, magical territories on the north coast of Rio de Janeiro. “A denture from the bottom of the sea is carried by the ocher waves to the mouth of a catfish that is about to choke with the south wind spitting away and is free to snap again. On a date with an oyster, he didn't even give her a chance to speak. He sipped the soft, succulent shellfish, felt life and flesh in his teeth, and left the shell behind. And soon after he had an appetite, he remembered the mouth that held him that he could only prophesy, and felt around that everything goes, everything dies, everything continues to live. Thought life is perennial, has presence, structure, taste and texture, but it goes away. Swarming, he followed the dunes, facing currents, just didn't want to go back to the sea. ”

Rua Felicíssimo Alves, 225, Atafona, S.J.da Barra

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