Geographies of Truth: Art and symbolic repair at Casa de la Memoria Museum

“ Dirty and clean water have the same sound. They follow the same ancient gap between the stones. The ear errs. Neither the eye nor the nose errs: that rotten water smells of death even if it sounds like life. A wrinkled paper and a mountain have reliefs, similar folds; so does the skin. There are wounds on the earth, self-in fl icted wounds or wounds we in fl icted on her. We open graves or exhumated bodies in search of answers, looking for something that explains violence or lies. There is a desire in the open earth, a desire to swallow you, as in the open skin. ‘ A wound that hurts but is not felt ’” (