MUD AND LIGHT

I come from treading in manure, from treading in cow shit.

If I didn’t come from there, I wouldn’t see the world in this way.

Everything that I observed up to the age of ten

has conditioned my way of seeing.

Looking for beauty in the mud,

knowing nothing about the modelling of clay.

Discovering in the pond where I took the cows to drink reflections of light like diamonds.

Life is made of these two elements: mud and light.

Manuel Outumuro