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!..