“Donde las flores moradas lloran ⁣ (Where the Purple Flowers Cry)”: Liz Hernandez @ pt.2 Gallery

All cultures have used legends to approach the shifting territory of the enigma, to name what overflows. Legends, like myths, have water’s ability to adapt to that which holds them. Their language is full of symbols, cracks, and invocations; they are stories open to mutation, ambiguity, and a plurality of versions. When we hear a myth or a legend, we cease to exist in the everyday world; we step into a transfigured space, a space impregnated with the presence of mysterious beings, and briefly become their contemporaries. The language of myth is diametrically opposed to the language of bureaucracy, which always seeks one truth and a single meaning. All bureaucratic language is a tower of information, figures, and paperwork; a…