Share My World by Karen Torres Breceda
“So like it's me, and it is part of me. That's part of the magic.” – Karen
Words by
Joel Salcido
Art has a unique quality of functioning to both express & obfuscate. It’s an artifice, curated & presented with an anticipated interpretation but once it exists outside of the artist the messaging belongs to the world. It’s like inviting someone to your home. In preparation you clean, you organize, you arrange for the gaze of the visitor but all the things that aren’t shown, that are sometimes hidden are still there, an absent presence that says so much without saying anything at all. Karen Torres Breceda art is an invitation into the intimacy of home. The home of her mind where associations & memories are dancing in confluences of the senses. The home of her body is an anatomy of growth, a muscular curvature of her experiences & dreams prophesied by the magic of her hands. The home of her heart where she holds family & friends in the riverlike veins of her invisible but tangible connections to love & being loved. & even still with our beloveds it can be difficult to let someone in, our home is a sanctuary sometimes a solitary one & for Karen her home her art is a way for her to communicate with not only us the audience but also those closest to her— family.
She is building a language of acknowledgment, affirmations for her parents to see her & most importantly themselves their emotions & the modes in which they do & don’t share the whispered intimacies, the murmured truths, the methods in which love appears & is witnessed. Karen is an open book, a willing sharer & yet words are sometimes fickle, often fall short, inevitably complicate the feelings they are meant to articulate. Karen is leaning through this paradox by facing, through the oeuvre she’s building, the truths that we sit with in silence, that we become too familiar with, the truths we know so well they are houses & not homes. But if nothing else Karen is bold, & with Share My World, her art will do the talking where voices lack the songs & help us all find the bravery to open ourselves to find new better ways to love & be loved. We are all lucky to be invited into this risk of world building, of word breaking, of art making wherein we can see & be seen.
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