NAAB
 
Research project, 2022—ongoing
Como la flor con tanto amor
Me diste tú, se marchitó
Me marcho hoy, yo sé perder
Pero, ah-ah-ay,
¡cómo me duele! Ah-ah ay
[Selena, Como la flor]
Xochitl toconcuetlahui in tlatticpac
[Nezahualcóyotl, “Ah in tepilhuan”]
Giorgio Vasari arrived too late in history. Le vite de' più 
eccellenti pittori, scultori e architettori published in 1550, 
marked an emphasis on showing a History of Art to which 
we were not "invited". In Art, phrases like "We are late 
again" are examples to affirm that we were hidden. Now, 
dear reader, I would like to speak to you in a more intimate 
way: that is, to speak of the pain of "losing" a flower. Yes, 
we will sing and wear flowers on this occasion to be able to 
talk about History... of another history that will take us back 
to other worlds to make them continue to exist and be 
recognized since they were not pronounced and for this 
Selena's song will accompany us. 
Now, welcome to my 
petal of my research; in Mesoamerica between the Late 
Classic period (600-900 A.D.). We are almost 600 years 
after the Colonization of America and with it the deception 
of European Modernity about the history of the artist's 
authorship and biography. However, before "The 
Conquest", flowers germinated that were important in 
painting. 
For example, there was a school of Mayan 
painters who signed with flowers: the naab, a ritual symbol 
between two worlds: the terrestrial and the aquatic. 
Flowers that floated were captured to last in history 
without being visible, without coming to light. The flower 
was an attribute of decoration in the headdress of the 
painter, of the artist, ah naab, when it was represented in a 
fresco or vessel. In the same way there was a God for the 
artists, the monkey God. Unfortunately, if these flowers 
remain unseen, they will wither as Nezahualcoyotl 
predicted in his poetry. Subsequently, during the colonial 
and present times, other populations developed craft 
techniques linked to the flower as a gesture of 
representations of death. Candles filled with flowers to 
remember and mourn the loved ones, the souls that will 
never leave us. 
With this project I would like to question the official History 
and make visible how Modernity continues to generate 
consequences in Contemporaneity. My proposal is a 
dialogue in History as a new form of archeology of the 
future... and now LET'S SING! 
But, ah-ah-ah, how it hurts me! 
Ah-ah ay, how it hurts me!..