Antigone, diary of rituals N.4:

At the End, the Beginning

Lara, Venezuela, 2012 - 2014

Antigone, diary of rituals N.4 : At the End, the Beginning 2014

Camera, participants: Livia Daza-Paris, and Eliana González (girl) Editors: Xi Feng, Alba Daza

On my final days in Lara, the week of May 28th to June 1st, I was facing the area where my father, Iván Daza, was before he left the camp to later encounter the army's ambush and his consequent disappearance. The most prominent mountain that can be seen in the images was shelter to the Brigade 21 headquarters, of which he was one of the commanders. Curiously, the name given to the mountain is: "El Diablito" (Little Devil). The picture with few trees on the mountain, shows the path he would have crossed through the mountains towards Sanare in the north of the country.

For more information please see:

At the edge of the (far-End): an event revealed through rituals

La creación: un dolor trocado en vida vibrante

Many thanks to Rori Knudtson, Aurora Del Río, Eliana González (girl in the video).

Part One

'Un ala para mi padre, un ala para mí' (A wing for my father, a wing for me)

The mountain named 'El Diablito' is the background for this ritual. My dear friend and contemporary artist Aurora Del Río helped me by giving me instructions for the creation of this ritual. She told me that in a dream, she had seen me drawing wings on the ground, and so, following her instructions, I did this to the best of my capacity in this terrain, intermingling these actions with my own imagination.

Below is the email communication in Spanish from Aurora Del Río on April 26, 2012

" 1. Haz un hueco y entierra tus piernas hasta las rodillas. 2. Riégalas con cariño acariciándolas. 3. Cuando salgas, cierra el hueco que dejaste y dibuja un ala en la tierra. Livia, esta acción me salió cuando estaba medio dormida...y te ví cumplirla además!"

Photo credits: Livia Daza-Paris

Part Two

At the End, the Beginning ('Al Final, el Principio')

This ritual-action took place by the mountain's foot of the town of Anzoátegui in Lara. My father, Iván Daza, departed from here before he was politically disappeared. The magical help of Eliana, a girl from this valley, allowed me to accomplish my last task: burying myself in his place.

For the creation of this ritual I followed the instructions given to me on April 17, 2012 —one day after my birthday—by interdisciplinary artist and friend, Rori Knudtson. I followed them as much as I could even though I was scared of snakes and scorpions abundant in the area! Her instructions were as follows:

"i think my actions may be a bit extreme but all the same the gestures are necessary, i do believe for a woman who uses her body to express and all the while lost the body of her father. you return to your motherland (or fatherland) as a gesture and action in and of itself. this brave journey alone is at moments cathartic i can imagine. please do this for me as i do this for you, as i too never recovered my father’s body. and i continually try to reclaim some physical void within my very core that lost the sensation of his hand on my back, or the safety of his arms in moments of sorrow and strife.

act one. find a place to reside and dig a hole the height of your father horizontally. wet the soil with water. document this.

act two. once the hole is complete, take off your clothes and lay in the earth, feeling the soil in cracks and crevices. cover yourself in this wet earth. fall asleep there. document this.

act three. when you awake, write down the first thoughts in your mind. and then scream as loud as you can until your voice cracks. document this."

Photo credits: Livia Daza-Paris and Eliana Gonzalez