Juan María Mónaco

Ofrenda depicts two women who, at various stages in their lives, happen to be in the same place. Being and time. That might sound vague, but this is nonetheless what it is. The young teens spend time in summery fields, in desolate, abandoned warehouses and other buildings on the outskirts of a small provincial town in the Argentinian pampas. The same spaces reoccur a few years later when the young women meet again when one of them returns with a backpack symbolising the knowledge acquired.

A woman wanders through a landfill on the outskirts of a city. Among the debris, she finds an old box containing a tiny, miniature crown. From that moment, something shifts. An ancient, natural, and magical world opens up for us to behold. Both spaces, somehow, coexist. Somehow, they never quite separate.

Ofrenda depicts two women who, at various stages in their lives, happen to be in the same place. Being and time. That might sound vague, but this is nonetheless what it is. The young teens spend time in summery fields, in desolate, abandoned warehouses and other buildings on the outskirts of a small provincial town in the Argentinian pampas. The same spaces reoccur a few years later when the young women meet again when one of them returns with a backpack symbolising the knowledge acquired.

Ofrenda depicts two women who, at various stages in their lives, happen to be in the same place. Being and time. That might sound vague, but this is nonetheless what it is. The young teens spend time in summery fields, in desolate, abandoned warehouses and other buildings on the outskirts of a small provincial town in the Argentinian pampas. The same spaces reoccur a few years later when the young women meet again when one of them returns with a backpack symbolising the knowledge acquired.

Ofrenda depicts two women who, at various stages in their lives, happen to be in the same place. Being and time. That might sound vague, but this is nonetheless what it is. The young teens spend time in summery fields, in desolate, abandoned warehouses and other buildings on the outskirts of a small provincial town in the Argentinian pampas. The same spaces reoccur a few years later when the young women meet again when one of them returns with a backpack symbolising the knowledge acquired.

A woman wanders through a landfill on the outskirts of a city. Among the debris, she finds an old box containing a tiny, miniature crown. From that moment, something shifts. An ancient, natural, and magical world opens up for us to behold. Both spaces, somehow, coexist. Somehow, they never quite separate.

A woman wanders through a landfill on the outskirts of a city. Among the debris, she finds an old box containing a tiny, miniature crown. From that moment, something shifts. An ancient, natural, and magical world opens up for us to behold. Both spaces, somehow, coexist. Somehow, they never quite separate.