Fernanda Laguna practices, with the grace of a witch, the creation of spaces. From her realms, unimaginable beings, or chimeric and mundane whatnots, come out. She is a demiurgic gnostic who impulses the void by multiplying the hours and filling them with humble works of anti-art that boast of the wastes of imagination turned into form At the same time, her ethics are ecological and economical. She has traversed the great waters in the same way that someone traverses the incapable Argentinian (meaning human) crisis'. She enjoys the gift of attraction: scenes, contexts, meninas, eras, cats... all gravitate towards her. And with her subtle and light body, she lets herself be attracted too, orbiting, like a lost wanderer, around the cosmic salons. The water within her overflows rivers, with an energy that spreads... Fernanda Laguna doesn't write, she invokes.
