I see the tablecloth as an important element of a festive dinner, family or friends gathering. There is always a lot of talk around the table. We talk about history, we make agreements about the future, we also talk about the banal things. We laugh, play games and share food. I’m interested in the things that happen at the table, in the interactions between the people who sit around it and in the the way each person eats.
Formally it is a multimedia project, consisting of several events of sharing food at a table with the sharing food on a table with a tablecloth. This tablecloth functions as a physical record of these events. At first it will be clean and over time it will become stained. I think of these stains as memories, which have gradually, little by little, have been imprinted on the tablecloth. Instead of cleaning them I will embroider or modify them in another way.
It is a metaphor for the words that cannot be erased and the only way to repair them is to cover them up.
Rural Apocalypse 