Last Conversation At Home With Jorge Oteiza

To listen to Jorge Oteiza was, for me, a great pleasure. I loved to note down his words in my little pocket notebook as he spoke. I didn’t lose sight of the intensity of his gaze as my fingers chose the letters of their own accord and spilled them onto the blank page. Neither of us was really conscious of this writing going on discreetly hidden under his desk, which was always piled with pencils and notebooks.

Adela de Bara, with whom I shared the last of these conversations, transcribed it and turned it into a kind of ancient manuscript that later circulated among Oteiza’s friends as a little family memory.