Never trust that you can close all the doors you open :::
You are not the one who appears in the image of your self-portrait :::
You are not made of the same wood as the others :::
Never trust that staring at yourself in the mirror will prevent you from disappearing one day :::
You are not one of us :::
It’s better for you to accept that your creator was someone very imperfect :::
Sad movies are always about your life :::
Never trust those who smile claiming to have been your childhood friends :::
It’s time for you to stop telling other people’s anecdotes as if they were your own :::
Never answer the phone that rings at midnight :::
Even if it pours, your sins will never all be washed away :::
Don’t close your eyes pretending to feel something when that song plays :::
You might consider taking responsibility for a crime you didn’t commit :::
Perhaps you’ll never again have the chance to prove what you are truly made of :::
It wasn’t a good idea to stop imitating your teenage idols :::
Never trust that your suffering could ever become economically profitable :::
Never forget that you did none of the things you said you would do :::
No one would pay for a ticket to see you :::
Wearing that hat doesn’t make you a cowboy :::
Never trust that speaking little makes you deeper :::
You are no longer the person from the funny memories of your youth :::
Stop feeding ridiculous pets in exchange for affection :::
It’s not true that you couldn’t live as well as the people in the advertisements :::
Never trust that painting your village will make you universal :::
You would not like to wake up next to me :::
Never agree to play yourself in the film of your life :::
Never change :::
You are no longer in time to create a cosmogony that represents you :::
Your blood is not rain that waters your body so that you may one day bloom :::
Never trust that manual labor will connect you to something authentic :::
Even if all the evidence suggests it, never believe that you are the Chosen One :::
Do not forget me even long after I have stopped impressing you :::
Do not stop preparing yourself for when the moment comes :::
No party requires your presence :::
You are not the deteriorated reflection of your creator :::
Never trust that what comes out of you is really yours :::
Your body is not the temporary home of something less imperfect :::
Nobody will write summer songs about the things that happen to you :::
You will never be what we all expected you to be :::
No one would choose to risk their life to save you in a shipwreck :::
Never trust that you are the result of a successful experiment :::
Do not ever die :::
Never forget that we too are fragile beings and have feelings :::
Never trust an archaeologist who unearths the creations of African tribes lost in space :::
I hope you’re not expecting me to be your mirror :::
You have no idea where you are going, but it’s better not to return the way you came :::
Mariano Pensotti. November 2017
Exhibition Design: Mariano Pensotti, Gustavo Doliner, Sebastián Gordín.
Architecture and Production: Gustavo Doliner.
