It is a visual coven intended to exorcise our love demons. To Cañas, love is schizoid, splits into heartbreak, is the backbone of the Devil, the Devil howling The Blues del Fuego. Among the mists of an apocalyptic landscape of atomic bombs and chaos, a martyr is sacrificed in the sacred Vagina dentata.
A tiny burning man jumps terrified to the void through a giant mouth, female, lethal. We are all that unhappy man, trying to escape from something terrible and inevitable... These cathartic images belong to Kiss the Fire, love apocalypse transvestite as film. The component parts of this work reflect on this concept, as ambiguous as ubiquitous, we call Love.
