No te vayas was born from the desire to pause the moment just before disappearance—to honor what still vibrates in the folds of the forgotten. This installation is composed of four suspended textile panels made from second-hand garments. These clothes once embraced bodies, absorbed emotions, witnessed silences. Now, they return as oracles.

Each fabric I selected carried a frequency—a memory echoing through time. I listened with my hands. Stitch by stitch, I assembled these garments into layered compositions, sealing them with gesso and resin to preserve not just their shape, but their energy. The textures you see are not illusion—they are remnants of presence. The surface became skin; the color, vibration; the painting, a breath suspended.

As you approach, soft gong tones resonate from behind each canvas. The sound travels inward. You don't hear it—you feel it. In that moment, the viewer is not separate. The work becomes an intersubjective field, where the garment's past meets your own present, and presence is no longer singular but fractal—one thread connecting many.

No te vayas does not mourn what is lost. It celebrates what remains vibrant beneath the surface: love's echo, memory's pulse, the beauty of what was worn, lived, abandoned, and now reimagined. These are not just textile pieces. They are altars of fragility. Invitations to remember.

What stories are stitched into your skin? What fabric still clings to the soul of your memory?