.lluevemontevideo2010

I'm in Montevideo, and it rains.

That statement generates poetry; a poetry in textual and visual format. Do the images call the words? Or do the words suggest these images? From the origin, they look for each other in a search for meaning.

The city as a matrix, as container and composer of dissimilar and unknown individuals.

The artist plays with the superposition of sound, with the repetition of the texts vocalized by itself, to generate a changing rhythm, sometimes accelerated, sometimes dense, or paused.