Writting Letters to the Fox
GPS Drawing performance
When I woke up on the morning of January 1st 2018, in the preamble before starting the first day of a new year, the image of the fox lying on the road came suddenly up to my mind, and I could see how her shape unfolded and the trace of her body—now without color mass, just drawing, just line— moved away from her cold body. She turned to look back and then she vanished like a sigh in the very street where we met. Every now and then her line comes to visit the papers in which I draw, as for me, I have started to write her letters (Writing letters to the fox) in the limits between the green and urban areas of the city, on the areas in which several of them “work their paw to the bone”.
TEXT REFERENCE: http://veronicaperales.eu/fox/