During your visit, you walk on the metal floor made of the melted guns creating the foundation of peace with your bare feet. In the first space from the entry, you encounter a person constantly brushing latex on the floor. You could walk around, gaze at him or her. When you move to the second space, you find the layers of latex at your knee level hardened on the floor, where you could sit on and look outside, beyond the walls from the past. You walk on another ramp and now enter the last space. You suddenly feel the warmth under your feet as you step onto the floor covered with a thin layer of latex — thin enough to feel the hammered surface of the floor. Here you could lay down on the floor as its temperature is bearable. You listen to the vibrating sounds that resemble your breaths. You let your body rest and put your heavy memories aside — heal the place and your memories of the place through a celebration of the present moment, with a will to generate hopeful memories of the present. 

In Praise of the Present, I present three installations made of accumulated latex layers that visitors could sit and lay down on while wandering the metal floor of Fragmentos with bare feet. Sounds resembling the breath cycle add another layer of sensation to the experience. In this place of memory, you feel the pain and hope of others and its very material presence with your bare skin.