Where to find domestic activities invisible and unattended when you can't enter domestic spaces? Can domestic violence spread into public spaces? Walking for a month in Anahuac neighborhood in Mexico City, wanting to find where the violence of the invisible dwells, using my memory, my experiences, and photographic records and the events of violence in Anahuac neighborhood from 2020 to 2021, I found that in all that we do not see, that in all that we do not associate with violence one learns to walk on our dead spirits, resisting the inevitable. Living altars to shake off violence and plants to protect us from inevitable falls.
The Anahuac neighborhood once belonged to the Santa de Julia neighborhood and for many of its inhabitants is still part of Santa Julia. Anahuac is Miguel Hidalgo neighborhood with the highest rate of violence. As women's bodies are thrown off balconies and assaults on passersby end in death, one wonders if one can really get there and enter without being transgress.
The symbol of the virgin as protector in Mexico is something one learns on a daily basis as a Mexican. In grandmother's rosary, in the processions of the towns, in the colorful pendants and medals and in many occasions we entrust ourselves to her in situations of violence. I walked through Anáhuac neighborhood and all those altars are more than altars, they are the question of why drugs, human trafficking and domestic violence do not end and inhabit the daily life of this neighborhood. How many altars are needed to return safety to this community? And who benefits from the absence of such altars?
Through actions and a site specific installation I inquired about how we can moved through places by connecting with the past/roots and rethink the future both personal and communal. How to talk about violence to generate thoughts of nurturing and not destruction? How to search, find the tools and transform the objects I count on to build a shelter and eventually regain the spirit?
The Anahuac neighborhood once belonged to the Santa de Julia neighborhood and for many of its inhabitants is still part of Santa Julia. Anahuac is Miguel Hidalgo neighborhood with the highest rate of violence. As women's bodies are thrown off balconies and assaults on passersby end in death, one wonders if one can really get there and enter without being transgress.
The symbol of the virgin as protector in Mexico is something one learns on a daily basis as a Mexican. In grandmother's rosary, in the processions of the towns, in the colorful pendants and medals and in many occasions we entrust ourselves to her in situations of violence. I walked through Anáhuac neighborhood and all those altars are more than altars, they are the question of why drugs, human trafficking and domestic violence do not end and inhabit the daily life of this neighborhood. How many altars are needed to return safety to this community? And who benefits from the absence of such altars?
Through actions and a site specific installation I inquired about how we can moved through places by connecting with the past/roots and rethink the future both personal and communal. How to talk about violence to generate thoughts of nurturing and not destruction? How to search, find the tools and transform the objects I count on to build a shelter and eventually regain the spirit?