ABSTRACT
Criss-crossing the Antivero river, a single white thread joins rocks and stones under and over the clear water. In this remote place, high up in the Chilean Andes, Cecilia Vicuña-an artist and a poet —is tracing the fragrance of the ñipa leaves and tying with cord one verdant side of the river to the other. Flexible, straight and light, the line that she draws is a visible act. When suddenly two boys come up the river, jumping from stone to stone, they watch her carefully dropping lines inside the water. Without saying a word they slowly approach closer and closer in the prints of her hands. While Vicuña is securing the yarn as into a warp-the loom of the Antivero: the river is the warp, the crossing threads are the weft-their curiosity turns into interest. Sitting on a rock they observe
her gestures/signs and finally ask her what it is. When she returns them the question, the boys reply that they do not know, but that they would like very much to get the string. With a laugh Vicuña grants their request and immediately they start to untie all the rocks and plants, gradually dissolving the spatialized drawing or geometric pattern of woven lines into the current.
