This series of installations emerged from the observation of the way sidewalks are repaired in some mega-cities from so-called postcolonial countries.

Generally, we can find fresh concrete at the middle of a sidewalk with no warning sign, only the wooden mold that holds the material. The structure becomes a trap; sometimes there is no choice but to round the entire block to keep walking. Street dogs and teenagers are less careful and our sidewalks generally are slabs of permanent footprints and strange messages for posterity. Rarely, can we find a proper warning sign beside a construction site. Sometimes even the trees hold some parts of the structures inside of some construction. The image is amazing in its contradiction contents and generates a kind of fear when one has to pass by. Sometimes, and this happens in every city, grass grows between the tails of an abandoned or semi-abandoned place. This effect can start with a very subtle and nice green grass emergency, but it can also slowly collapse the entire house.

Ephemeral Traps intends to talk about certain quotidian fears in our everyday walks through a collapsing city.

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