Ciudad de México. 2011
It is strange to look to these scuptures and have this feeling of weird people. They are people, just like we are. But there is something that make us see them as dead people. They are like zombies. Nudity and the color of the skin, and the difference in size with real people makes them strange. Though I like them. The general comment was, "They are weird." So we are, because they are a copy with different dimensions of us. Maybe Fiodor Dostoievsky was right, and what is really extraordinary is what happen in reality but we think it could not happen.
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