“Oscurana” is a local word use in Sonora (northwest Mexico) to refer to the darkest moment of the night. Just when we go to bed, all the nocturnal fauna woke up. My grandmother used to put cans with petroleum under each of the legs of the beds to prevent the insects crawling up. With the smell of petroleum, she will protect us from a poisonous bite while sleeping.

In an empty room stands a wooden bed sustained by glass jars, each containing a single live poisonous vermin. The jars are placed upside down and are completely open. Only the pressure from the bed is keeping the jars closed and preventing the animals from escaping.

Oscurana is an unfold of the relation of forces between the animal and the human. The body is present in the bed that stands separated from the ground. I decided to use poisonous animals, not to take risks, but to remember the vulnerability. I wanted to speak about a challenging state, nature as system of interactions that break through in all directions.