i didn’t know i was a flower until they made out of plastic (2025–ongoing)

A sculptural installation that navigates the layered terrain of memory, representation, and perception. At its center, a television appears embedded within the composition, ambiguous and fundamental. Its scale mirrors the surrounding elements, giving it an uncanny presence. It acts as a medium reflecting another medium, triggering a collapse of representation into itself. The screen reflects and distorts reality, allowing time, memory, and narrative to loop and echo across the installation as light flickers between defined images and potential ones. Plastic flowers (taken from my family home in La Habana, where they’ve lived longer than I have) anchor the piece in personal memory.

Presented with great care, they are replicas of natural forms: three-dimensional, yet wholly artificial. Alongside mirrors, salvaged supports, and visible cables, they form a constellation of materials that blur the boundary between the artificial and the real. The installation invites viewers into an open-ended space where perception is unstable, and meaning remains in flux.