Echo of Transformed Emotions
Concept of the Work
On the blank canvas, the charcoal became an extension of my thoughts, a bridge between the visible and the intangible. It was a time when Argentina’s crisis hit hard, a period where every family felt the weight of an ever-steepening climb. In my mind, the concerns echoed not only of the present but also of a future that seemed uncertain, almost unreachable for the generations to come. The responsibility of an adult, aware of what was to come, overwhelmed me with the darkness of a future that appeared to close in on itself, leaving no room for expansion.
Immersed in that wave of uncertainty, my deepest emotions surfaced with each stroke. I began to draw what I felt deep within: sadness, despair, the internal struggle that materialized in shapes and shadows. The piece took on a life of its own, reflecting a stream of emotions that, in their expression, did nothing but expand the sorrow from which they originated. Each line drawn seemed to extend an echo of sadness, an inevitable expansion of the uncertainty I felt.
As the days passed, the work began to reveal to me a truth that art intrinsically holds: the expansion of an emotion is inevitable, but the nature of that expansion can be transformed. Just as pain can grow and fill the space, so too can hope—if given the chance. I then understood that I held in my hands not only the ability to express but also to transmute, to pivot between one emotion and another, to rewrite the narrative of the artwork, and in a way, my own.
Process
One day, armed with this new understanding, I faced the canvas once again. With a decisive gesture, I removed the tear rolling down the eye, and softened the angry face I had so forcefully depicted. Instead of struggle, I evoked serenity, symbolizing peace with the image of a golden beach in the background—a peaceful refuge that contrasted with the inner storm that had previously dominated the work.
Each new stroke not only changed the story the artwork was telling, but also the way I myself saw it. I learned that art has the power to expand any emotion it is offered, and by choosing hope, I was bearing witness to light amidst the shadow. Echo of Transformed Emotions thus became a reflection of a different reality—one that is not only possible, but achievable. A reality that invites a redefinition of the present, showing that a change in perspective is the first step toward transformation. And perhaps, like me, those who delve into this work will find in it an echo of their own emotions, transformed.
