"Afrika belongs to me, is in my memory for a long time, I made a tattoo on my skin, I write and convert in my memory in fabrics, real webs full of years and strong suggestions, rituals, mark of magic -writes Golin- Afrika is a scripture in the wind, so is better its magical k, will clots better on canvas sewn, scrolls of memories and experiences. I wish it were a skin full of marks, hermetic signs, indelible fingerprint of labytinth and constellations."
