Nuestras son (Ours they are) takes stones as the axis to talk about a series of issues related to memory, the body and space. To take a stone and keep it is understood as a gesture that seeks to collect a part of reality. An apparently arbitrary gesture that hides a way of understanding our surroundings, of remembering certain movements and incarnated memories. A deposit of sediments that goes beyond its materiality and that intertwines with with other corporal and landscape materialities, that give rise to the exchange and the desire to mark an imprint on everything that accompanies us. Our hands guide us as mediators between the different textures of the landscape and are established as a link between that which can be touched and remembered.
