without the soul deeply rooted, one shrivels / el que no ponga el alma de raíz, se seca
FROM THE SERIES: This land is my whole body
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This verse by Dulce María Loynaz is an organic and vulnerable reminder of the danger of superficiality. The hair on the white cloth is a symbol of identity, memory, time, roots and fragility, the human essence anchored deep within or doomed to disappear.
The choice of hair speaks to Loynaz's vision: without roots, without surrendering the soul to the origin or the creative act, everything becomes arid. The white cloth, as a space of purity and silence, welcomes the word embedded with hair, evoking the corporeality of the verse.
The work explores the cost of following a purpose; it speaks of sacrifice and rootedness. It is a reminder that fruits only sprout when the soul dares to go forth, in harmony between the ephemeral and the eternal, between the surface and the root. The phrase is a reflection on the drought of abandonment and on how much of ourselves we put into what we create.
