Border text (Written around the painting)
Illusion and deception. One door opens, another one closes before their eyes. In the silence of the night, “mojaditos” crying as they cross the line. The “coyote” is on the run. They don’t understand why.
Dream and reality is their wonderland in disguise. Someone’s children, anonymous shadows to the rest of us. Thousands of
unspoken and ignored inconveniences. One bleeding border, one more night.