FCALP
Fluttering objects, hinges, nuts, sparks, metallic reverberations. Iron, lead, steel. The strikes play at random. And suddenly, the human presence, devoid of dialogue, flesh, or bones, positions itself upon the rails of a sound that refuses to fade away.
The engine of a large vehicle starting up confirms the suspicions. Travelers, to the train!
In the last 100 years, the population of Arica has witnessed real, symbolic, physical, and spiritual comings and goings of the Arica — La Paz railway.
Will the train return? Did it ever leave? Did it truly exist?
“FCALP” is the echo of the past intertwining with the dream of a future. It is a sound of mineral waves, neither presenting itself nor fully vanishing. These are the siren songs of an uninhabited dream. Fasten yourselves securely and enjoy the journey.
The engine of a large vehicle starting up confirms the suspicions. Travelers, to the train!
In the last 100 years, the population of Arica has witnessed real, symbolic, physical, and spiritual comings and goings of the Arica — La Paz railway.
Will the train return? Did it ever leave? Did it truly exist?
“FCALP” is the echo of the past intertwining with the dream of a future. It is a sound of mineral waves, neither presenting itself nor fully vanishing. These are the siren songs of an uninhabited dream. Fasten yourselves securely and enjoy the journey.