Bull and Sickle is both a tribute to September 11 and a symbol
of the October Revolution, without which – just like that
without the French Revolution, the Catalan Revolt or the Rebellion
of the Remences – we would not be where we are.
In this great bull skin there is a triangular piece that doesn’t
fit, but might fit. It looks like an echo of "dialoguen, por
favor" (talk, please). But it came much earlier, as a lament
of the disenchantment of intransigence and oblivion.
This triangular piece is scalene, irregular, uncomfortable.
It is part of the speech of the exhibition in
Can Sisteré, where I proposed to unravel the
hidden rebellion of this geometric form that, breaking all symmetries,
makes the foundations of paralysis and power collapse.