This is a landscape mask that evokes my homeland: Castilla-La Mancha, with its austere vegetation, its silent paths, and its imagery steeped in tradition. The tiny figure, sitting on one of the eyes, evokes "the holed stone," a real and symbolic place where I found refuge, play, and contemplation in my childhood. It's a piece of interior topography in tangible geography, where memory and territory merge in a gaze I still remember. 🇬🇧
_Topography of My Childhood_
This is a mask-landscape that evokes my homeland: Castilla-La Mancha, with its austere vegetation, silent paths, and an imagination steeped in tradition.
The tiny figure, seated on one of the eyes, recalls “the pierced stone,” a place both real and symbolic where I found refuge, play, and contemplation in my childhood.
It is a piece of inner topography in tangible geography, where memory and territory merge in a gaze I still remember.

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_Topographie de mon enfance_
Voici un masque-paysage qui evoque ma terre natale: la Castilla-La Mancha, avec sa vegetación austère, ses silent routes et son imaginaire chargé de traditions.
The petit personnage, assis sur l'un des yeux, evokes «the trouée stone», a lieu à la fois réel et symbolique où, enfant, je trouvais refuge, jeu et contemplation.
This is a fragment of interior topography in a tangible geography, or memories and territories are confondent in a regard that je me souviens encore porter.