Urban Environment was an action taken in the Caminito neighborhood of La Boca along with the artists Matías Rodríguez, Fernando Vega, Cecilia Hair and collaboration with Fernanda and Daniela Rivera Caminero.
The action performed by linking a job he had done in 2002 with a group of young fans and the current situation in the neighborhood.
soon add more material on the action.
despise the shame charity holds Atahualpa Yupanqui
about four years ago with a group of employees of the Editorial Colihue, with good intentions, we begin to participate in a draft draft draft draft in a soup kitchen in the neighborhood of La Boca, "buds."
There was, as you noticed, a "project" was clear and that is why I decided to leave because they felt that our work was only a palliative. And, worse, by not having a strong goal to transform at least part of the reality or provide, perhaps, ways they can transform themselves something or "mixed", especially if the parents orientábamos, "what we were doing was becoming the crystallization of an ominous reality, these small needed primarily an "excuse" to live without being bought for pennies.
My task, in principle, was to give an art workshop for young ones, but first he must put them in a row and my roll of paper towels, which I took off for the "mission" - I was cleaning one by one , nose.
Sometimes, the kids, naturally, we came to tell who had been evicted tenement shacks of sheet metal, only supported by some pins where they lived three families or more, due to a fire caused by a candle.
For lack, not of money but the most basic needs, people in this community do not pay for electricity service and cutting off the supply company. Nor can "hang" as the entire neighborhood lives in the same precarious.
What raised the kids, probably held in replicas of their parents, there was the tragedy of overcrowding or lack of basic services, but in the shed where the state had temporarily located there were not enough mattresses. The fire disaster, which obviously I did not lose too much, hunger, lack of work was not the problem, but the safe patch that appeased the complaints and reproaches.
Once one of the kids came to me and shouted: "Bryan * is fucked." I was weird because that baby, barely two years old, I knew going to the bathroom. I went and saw him perky on the edge of the toilet trying to reach the chain to pull it, had the pants to the ankles and from the tail to the pants, rolled down there, ran a strip yellow liquid, a yellow almost fluorescent. Bryan was not "fucked." This liquid was dripping coming from your stomach in which there was nothing solid.
Today, the tenement where he lived Bryan was shot down (he was in danger of collapse). Now instead made a beautiful and colorful space to complete the new circuit that is unfolding in La Boca. The Community Dining buds-Garibaldi 1856 - is being refurbished by NIKE, one of many multinational companies that have employees in black working in subhuman conditions. But buds will have mottled walls, vibrant colors, kids with a nose full of snot-until they get away from the area completely, so that the tourists feel comfortable, "safe" and achieve the best pictures in its long-awaited and happy ride. Andrea Trotta
November - 2006
* Not the real name of the child.
about four years ago with a group of employees of the Editorial Colihue, with good intentions, we begin to participate in a draft draft draft draft in a soup kitchen in the neighborhood of La Boca, "buds."
There was, as you noticed, a "project" was clear and that is why I decided to leave because they felt that our work was only a palliative. And, worse, by not having a strong goal to transform at least part of the reality or provide, perhaps, ways they can transform themselves something or "mixed", especially if the parents orientábamos, "what we were doing was becoming the crystallization of an ominous reality, these small needed primarily an "excuse" to live without being bought for pennies.
My task, in principle, was to give an art workshop for young ones, but first he must put them in a row and my roll of paper towels, which I took off for the "mission" - I was cleaning one by one , nose.
Sometimes, the kids, naturally, we came to tell who had been evicted tenement shacks of sheet metal, only supported by some pins where they lived three families or more, due to a fire caused by a candle.
For lack, not of money but the most basic needs, people in this community do not pay for electricity service and cutting off the supply company. Nor can "hang" as the entire neighborhood lives in the same precarious.
What raised the kids, probably held in replicas of their parents, there was the tragedy of overcrowding or lack of basic services, but in the shed where the state had temporarily located there were not enough mattresses. The fire disaster, which obviously I did not lose too much, hunger, lack of work was not the problem, but the safe patch that appeased the complaints and reproaches.
Once one of the kids came to me and shouted: "Bryan * is fucked." I was weird because that baby, barely two years old, I knew going to the bathroom. I went and saw him perky on the edge of the toilet trying to reach the chain to pull it, had the pants to the ankles and from the tail to the pants, rolled down there, ran a strip yellow liquid, a yellow almost fluorescent. Bryan was not "fucked." This liquid was dripping coming from your stomach in which there was nothing solid.
Today, the tenement where he lived Bryan was shot down (he was in danger of collapse). Now instead made a beautiful and colorful space to complete the new circuit that is unfolding in La Boca. The Community Dining buds-Garibaldi 1856 - is being refurbished by NIKE, one of many multinational companies that have employees in black working in subhuman conditions. But buds will have mottled walls, vibrant colors, kids with a nose full of snot-until they get away from the area completely, so that the tourists feel comfortable, "safe" and achieve the best pictures in its long-awaited and happy ride. Andrea Trotta
November - 2006
* Not the real name of the child.
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