Monica Palma

home

México City, the big Tenochtitlán

treasure

My succulents 

fame

I can just think about these: imprints of hands and stars on the floor

engine

Salsa dancing 

wisdom

“Poor but honest” from my grandpa Juan Nárvaez 

heroes

Meredith Monk, Silvio Rodríguez, my father, my grandma who taught herself to write in the river sand

time journey

Going back to see my birth

sacrifice

“ I simply cannot believe that an artist can ever work only for the sake of ‘self-expression.’ Self-expression is meaningless unless it meets with a response. For the sake of creating a spiritual bond with others it can only be an agonizing process, one that involves no practical gain: ultimately, it is an act of sacrifice. But surely it cannot be worth the effort merely for the sake of hearing one’s own echo?” -Andrei Tarkovsky

vice

Reality TV

cats/dogs

Two absolutely grey cats from whiskers to toes

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