TOMA EL PRESENTE: COLECCIÓN KELLS

Has culture lost the capacity to grasp and articulate the present? Or is it that there no longer exists a present that can be grasped? I would like to do something with the present, although I know that those who tried to seize that abstraction ended up getting lost in it. Is it the time in which the past persists and experience acquires thickness? A stratified duration that folds back upon itself? And yet, precisely because the present resists every conceptual fixation, it constitutes a privileged realm for fiction and metaphor. From that reflection I have selected some works from the Kells collection and gathered them under that temporal horizon. If thought barely manages to enclose the present, perhaps art can, at least, graze it.