Soon there won’t be any more lions–Collaboration–
Jordi Lafon sent me a little wooden lion made by the Goula toy company that was yet to be painted and finished. He offered me the chance to come up with a free reinterpretation of the object as part of a collective participation initiative entitled Fes-te el lleó! (Make yourself a lion!), which he had initiated a few months earlier together with Montsita Rierola. My lion was number 118. It ended up in various bags, drawers and desks for quite a while, maybe a whole year. In the summer of 2012 I went to stay at the Art and Nature Centre of Farrera and took it with me. There in Farrera I discovered the story of Marsal, who had been the town’s last inhabitant. His tomb lays next to that of his wife in the overgrown cemetery right next to the path to Alendo. I visited the cemetery on more than one occasion. Jordi had told me that my lion was almost the last one and Marsal had been the last lion of these lands; lands which have fallen on hard times and which, I fear, are in danger of being lost forever: their stories, memories, flora and fauna. There aren’t many real lions left either. People like Marsal are in danger of becoming extinct. When I’m feeling low I have nightmares which tell me that soon there won’t be any more lions.