In the absence of a codex or quipu, how do we know the meaning and uses for the instruments that were once abundant in the shores of Pacific South America? Stories that connected memory to the universe, and seed to humans. These photographs attempt to create a visual sonic archive while questioning how we create images for the present that come from the future-past. Queering the colonial use of photography
Through time working with communities, listening to the elders talk around the fire, witnessing how certain ceremonies replenish the nectar of life. I gathered oral stories and connected them to the instruments...
Magic Passes (pasos magicos), trumpet, shells, achiote ink photograph, 2022. Long ago, there was a plant or fungi maybe both that was taking anally, and this elicit a heightened state of mind. So much so, that the participant felt that they were grandpa fire itself. The release happened orally, the guttural sound that came from the participant was said to be like the sound that emanates from a trumpet.-oral story
Magic Passes (pasos magicos), trumpet, shells, achiote ink photograph, 2022. Long ago, there was a plant or fungi maybe both that was taking anally, and this elicit a heightened state of mind. So much so, that the participant felt that they were grandpa fire itself. The release happened orally, the guttural sound that came from the participant was said to be like the sound that emanates from a trumpet.-oral story
Oficio Divino, Egg shape ceramic object, hay, photograph, 2022. Oficio Divino speaks of art as a divine Office, where craft people, weavers, movement people, song people, artisans with their multiple hands create and make sense of the world for us through beauty.
Oficio Divino, Egg shape ceramic object, hay, photograph, 2022. Oficio Divino speaks of art as a divine Office, where craft people, weavers, movement people, song people, artisans with their multiple hands create and make sense of the world for us through beauty.
Wayra Shungu, single tube ceramic whistle necklace, wayusa leafs, photograph, 2022. The body is split open, the limb moves, nothing is still, both participant and healer are torn into pieces, the motion of the universe is creating a new life, it is finding its original form. -oral story. Bodily dismemberment that occcurs in healing rituals.
Wayra Shungu, single tube ceramic whistle necklace, wayusa leafs, photograph, 2022. The body is split open, the limb moves, nothing is still, both participant and healer are torn into pieces, the motion of the universe is creating a new life, it is finding its original form. -oral story. Bodily dismemberment that occcurs in healing rituals.
At the tail end of the neolithic period, when humans started to settle in territories, a culture in Abya Yala arose and with them the first anthropomorphic instrument. They created a flute in the form of a woman, with digitation holes around her ovaries and a hole to blow air in her cranium exactly around her parietal lobe. It is presumed that the rites for women were plentiful and done often. There are so many flutes found with similar shapes more than any other representation of shaman, warrior, or scribe. The sound is bi-tonal with just a few hertz difference between each hole. This fraction of difference creates a sound akin to loud cicadas at night.
They are so ancient that there is no record that the early missionaries ever saw them, but they do mention women rites, and their demonic, secretive ways.
For approx. 1,500 years, these flutes were continuously made, and then they suddenly stopped. Were they hidden? Did the rites change? Was their use no longer needed? I learned how to make them. I am curious to solve this puzzle, but when I play them, they simply say, "Play me more and more often.”
At the time of the Olmecs in the north and the Aymara in the south, 2,000 years before the Incas. An instrument arose, a flute in the form of a woman, with digitation holes around her ovaries and the hole to blow air in her cranium exactly around her parietal lobe. It is presumed that the rites for women were plentiful and done often. There are so many flutes found in the same shape more than any other representation of shaman, warrior, scribe. The sound is bi-tonal with just a few hertz difference, it is like hearing loud cicadas at night.
They are so ancient there is no record that the early missionaries ever saw them in use, but they do mention women rites, and their demonic secretive ways.
For approx. 1,500 years these flutes were continuously made, then they suddenly stopped. Were they hidden? Did the rites change? Was their use no longer needed? I make them now, curious to solve this puzzle but when I play them, they simply say, play me more and often.
Calling song, frog motif ceramic, ribbons, achiote ink, photograph, 2022. Calling song, embodies a Frog posture while playing a frog whistle with carnival strings. This photograph is informed by ecosystems in coastal Ecuador, it aims to highlight the importance of frogs as barometers of climate and the impact that industrialization has in the preservation of these forests. As much as 98% of the Pacific Forest has been lost in just one century. Most of it has been converted to marginally productive cattle pasture"
Calling song, frog motif ceramic, ribbons, achiote ink, photograph, 2022. Calling song, embodies a Frog posture while playing a frog whistle with carnival strings. This photograph is informed by ecosystems in coastal Ecuador, it aims to highlight the importance of frogs as barometers of climate and the impact that industrialization has in the preservation of these forests. As much as 98% of the Pacific Forest has been lost in just one century. Most of it has been converted to marginally productive cattle pasture"
It is said that the first Vulva emerged from the ocean. As she woke up from eons, she felt the sand beneath her, the water ebbing and flooding. She was delighted and astounded; the world of the land seemed so different from the world of the ocean. She could not float anymore, nor create at will, for a while she stood by the shore, looking up at the sky feeling the breeze. However, immobile, and with cravings, she decided to ask the birds to gather for her a drop of fresh water, a dollop of the finest sand and a shell full of soil, with these, she will make a form that can carry her.
The water became the blood, the sand became the bones and the soil became the skin and organs, she grew a body. As she tried her new invention she desired to walk as far as she could. Waving goodbye to the ocean, a giant conch was washed up right next to her feet? She brought it close to her, held her by her mouth, blew and this was the first sound.
It is said that the first Vulva emerged from the ocean. As she woke up from eons, she felt the sand beneath her, the water ebbing and flooding. She was delighted and astounded; the world of the land seemed so different from the world of the ocean. She could not float anymore, nor create at will, for a while she stood by the shore, looking up at the sky feeling the breeze. However, immobile, and with cravings, she decided to ask the birds to gather for her a drop of fresh water, a dollop of the finest sand and a shell full of soil, with these, she will make a form that can carry her.
The water became the blood, the sand became the bones and the soil became the skin and organs, she grew a body. As she tried her new invention she desired to walk as far as she could. Waving goodbye to the ocean, a giant conch was washed up right next to her feet? She brought it close to her, held her by her mouth, blew and this was the first sound.