Searching for what is not yet lost (2011)
Carlos Castro is interested in the day to day. Urgency, spontaneity. The open sewer that we do not see. The temporary solution that will (not) work. The patch that works like a toxic relationship, like an addiction that cannot be cured. Humanity beyond social classes. The endlessly repeating self-sustaining jobs that are useless. Unlike most tragedy-obsessed Colombian artists, Castro understands that in Colombia there is no Genesis or Apocalypse, only eternal cycles of return. The widow deals with her grief and moves on with her life. Native plants sprout from sewers. Personalized knives form an army, a legion, a war machine. Scattered things are reunited and reconstructed. And the possibility of generating a fruit, a seed. A new beginning. In 300 teeth, 300 individual stories. A social structure, a construct of shared exchanges. The Capitoline she wolf, founder of civilizations, turned into a stray dog, daughter of civilizations. The stray dog, in the end, also a mother. Who are her children?
Santiago Rueda