A nocturne, by definition, is a musical composition without a specific form that is usually performed at night when the lack of light sharpens the senses and ignites our thoughts. A nocturne, visually, can be an aesthetic incident, a shadowy image where lights explode. On this occasion, a room illuminated only with objects made of light, suspended in the darkness, is a nocturne with doors, chairs, tables, mirrors on the walls and a well, at the bottom, like a great leap into the void. A famous painter wrote -after witnessing a bombing- that a nocturne is above all an arrangement of line, form and color. A nocturne is above all a problem I am trying to solve. A problem -we must add- between lights and shadows: chinesque shadows, electric shadows, disturbing shadows, when the night became voice, the light became word. Words reverberate and become shadows with neon lights, fluorescent lights, lights that are colored lines, because those who work with light create shadows.

For Iván Navarro, light is a form in space, a note that is played and a strategic way to capture our attention. Like moths rehearsing their death, we approached a flourescent tube always lit -according to a poet- so that drunks would stay awake in a bowling alley, in an art gallery, in a dark room, in the face of a problem. So that, unable to see, being dazzled, we would have to listen… Please listening: the flickering of the partition, the buzzing of the neon, the transmission of electricity, the circulation of energy and the movement of a metallic spinning top in an endless spin. And, behind or further behind these initial sounds, rumble – lower but deeper – other noises that are other voices. Among all of them, we can distinguish emerging from these works: the questions asked in front of a mirror before the interrogation; the clamor of the people before being silenced; the screams of a body on an electric chair before the final agony and the last words spoken aloud -not knowing they were the last- before being killed. In this sequence of sounds, you can also hear gunshots, explosions and bombings but, even further away, you can still hear the melody of a song that has not stopped playing.

Imagine this exhibition as a pentagram where each object is a note, a sound that expresses itself in space, a piece of music that is a dark piece, in the blink of a bright eye and the close of an opaque eye.