Milena Velba In Christmas

Collection, predilection

( pictures of smurfs and stamps: Damian Miroli)

Once when I was a child, a friend showed me a small chest where he kept his collection of tiny fruit gum, all he chewed irreversibly. Dough were brief, as polished clay, set in the dark velvet of the container as small colored moles crystallized. Neither he nor I need to name the issue. But now I realize that my friend opened his chest from a fold over in my perception of things. Nothing more, nothing less particular.
I must confess that this event was very well kept in my memories until today, the day almost done this writing. This and other findings were appearing in my memory since I have concentrated on understanding why I wonder so much action to collect. That kind of zeal which hitherto I have not been assiduous exponent, not so much like my nephew Santiago, who loves dinosaurs collect small format, or as my boyfriend Matthew which holds art catalogs and toys, or as Lola, the mother Matthew, drawn stacking cans and refrigerator magnets, and my friend Antonella , with his penchant for the unexpected roles miniature drawings.

The discovery of this wonderful niche appeared almost eventually, as I was determined to find visuals for my blog postings of Mona and especially after seeing a sound installation, thorough and Leopoldo multiple and Stol Juan Diosque called "Memories of the future." Here the artists offered the audience a sampling of personal belongings, sometimes fragments, tiny components of something very dear like a box of colored markers, stickers, posters, packaging, toys, tools, a non numbers of people intimate.
I started to like more than ever hologramatic effect of the one and the multiple, which is similar but also different, which gathers and preserves, space recreated in the size of a shoebox.
Feeling Flea of \u200b\u200bthe fair, the idea of \u200b\u200btrimming that emphasizes every detail, brought to my mind the theme of the collection, a task that flirts with trips to the past and utopian spaces.

Time and library

Collection is meeting, with special concern for time. There is a protective impulse.
The collection has a dual purpose of safeguarding: the ordinary, in particular.
collection is choice.

The place of the nuances
similar
Much of what we Like in all its particularity. The idea of \u200b\u200bthe hue becomes a force that reverses the generality, on the common and repetitive, to protect it in all its diversity. Quantity into quality.

Host

There is yet behind, or below or above of any library, a willingness to meet. The look that unifies and celebrates the board in all its variety of conceptual event.
systematic appropriation. This is a job with the space and time. Prepare a space for contemplation of a whole diverse. A box, a refrigerator door, a drawer, a wall. Crop events and arrange to be hotspots. Generate sample micro intimate space.
An image that reinforces the idea of \u200b\u200bcollection is the plant associated with its variant, the anthology . What was originally treated at a wreath or a bouquet of flowers , where each individual is an event worthy of being seen as a peculiarity of all, is what also explains the existence of an intention of meeting, attempt to cut conceptual development and conservation of what has been gathered.

Like art, aesthetic utopia

And more. Action Collecting brings an implicit statement of principles about what is the concept of gender , which broke out in many definitions as there are possible collections.
Yes, the careful design of the library operates from a surreptitious theory of classification. Elements we think of as belonging to a number (individuals of genres): cans, catalogs, dinosaurs, bottle caps, cans, coins, records, instruments, are somehow placed in charts based on selection criteria and classification can be most unusual. Operations so many creative possibilities and perplexities are also in textual forms and catalog list. Literary species that can lead to limit our ability to create imaginary meeting spaces. And here I bowed to Foucault of Words and things , with whom I share the laughter, but also concern about the strangeness of certain classifications.

As the child of my childhood, protected from the time put their repertoire of chewed gum, the action of collecting and operates from a systematic re-creative momentum that allows the non-categorization and again and again.

is this potential to make extraordinary spaces and amazing systems that joins me in zeal to those seeking to libraries. It is their aesthetic utopia (or heterotopia maybe?). Again Foucault.

I see the collector as the artist of an order potentially exotic. Sovereign of extra-ordinary space built for himself. A place where the notion of gender is defined in an act subject to the pleasure. Action that makes the classification itself, ie the category constructed in an individual more in the world of shades. A flower bouquet more than unclassified.