El dulce acto de la imaginación | Sandra Marín

This book is meant to be caressed, nibbled on, fallen asleep with, and hugged.
What landscape begins to emerge before us?
What does our alphabet of tenderness look like?
Where is the reservoir of our harmonies?

The sweet act of imagination. Beyond our doubts or certainties. Form is a tool for thinking and feeling. Opening the capacity to make experiences possible. And reflections: to bend back several times. People for the sake of people. This is the inscape, the landscape that begins to emerge for us. Long live the economy of expression. This is our imagigram, geogram, terrigram. Opening up and seeing what we have inside. A sort of alphabet of tenderness. Where reality astonishes the imagination. The essential is now visible; it is a language through which we can understand one another. Creation finds its place by being shared. In the repository of all our congruences. For everything, for someone.