Is there always a manifest memory in the projects and actions of artists?

Is what is thought, processed, and displayed in these specific spaces always influenced by experience?

If we wanted to distance ourselves from a memory, it would most likely appear more vivid and harmful.

Nonino proceeds from the opposite intention: he refuses to forget.

And his actions transform.

His memory draws with a firm stroke, but the line that emerges from the stroke is such a fragile trace that it results in the silhouette of a ghost. A deserted ghost drifting toward the other edge. And when it returns, it has the same weight, color, and shape, but something indefinable has transformed it.

I tremble when I see a shadow in the distance that resembles him, it is a failed attempt to move on and forget.

Cutouts of men in a shop window in intimate, everyday situations, a slide film, images of stones colored by moods under the tape of a curtain, and marked books that rescue fragments of memory and time—these are elements Nonino presents in an exhibition curated by Javier Soria Vazquez at Selvanegra.