Kuai
I dreamt the entire planet was flooding. Water surged forward, reclaiming space. I saw rivers overflowing and torrential rains. Water spilled through rooftops and hallways. The sea moved inland, submerging houses, schools, cities, farmland, and mountains—until everything was covered.
I understand this dream in two ways. On one hand, a global vision: the total flood as a premonition of planetary collapse and climate change. A chronicle of a death foretold, unfolding in fast motion and in real time. A vision of despair.
On the other hand, the dream felt deeply personal—like a flood within me. It began as a journey through my own body, saturating it before spilling outward again. I felt the flood expand through my veins, skin, stomach, and head. I felt full, radiant. I woke up anxious about the future of the planet, but also intoxicated with emotion.
This exhibition is the result of that dream. It speaks of floods, of hydric rhythms and solar energy. It also addresses the contradictions of Mexico City—a metropolis built atop a vast lake that no longer exists, yet still holds memory. The lake, like us, chilangos, remembers through the body..
Acrylic and ink on linen.
Painted in collaboration with a machine.
