Imagine falling, but there’s no ground.

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Chavis Mármol grew up with the two pearls of this story in his paternal grandmother’s house. The sculpture is a tribute to them. He exhibited the piece at Zsona Maco, at the JO-HS gallery. Chavis was looking for an intimate and raw introduction. I wrote this text based on what he told me: childhood memories, admiration for their twin uncles… We printed it on shiny pink paper, like the pearls—like the uncles—and we read it at the fair in front of the sculpture, which is also an offering.

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The line for the elevator is long, but I insist we wait: something about its olive green intrigues me. The number indicating the floor we’re on lights up seven times before revealing the gallery’s interior.

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Sublimation is a transient state of aqueous bodies, signifying the transition from a solid to a gas (or vice versa). It’s akin to when dry ice begins to evaporate upon contact with water. In some cases, for sublimation and gasification to occur, an intermediary (B) is needed between the body (A) and the environment (C). Since it is impossible for me to survive such extreme temperatures and explore what living in a sublimated state would be like, I look —enviously— at life forms that manage to expand effortlessly.

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