Nidia Kahan

I was born in Buenos Aires, Argentina in 1951. I have degrees in Fine Arts and Psychology. I completed courses, postgraduate studies, and workshops.

I have participated in Biennials, salons, and exhibitions.

Nature has been the central theme of my representation from the beginning.

The "heart-shaped potato" as a tribute to my ancestors.

Earth, roots, leaves, threads, papers, and ferrites through the electron microscope in a dialogue between science and technology. I played with time and its unattainable concept using photosensitive papers.

The residency in Tagle shook me to my core. I was paralyzed, filled with doubts, questions, and longing.

A yearning to find something beyond my limits, overcoming prejudices.

It was discovering new ways of feeling, of freedom, of expressing myself.

It took me time to understand my smallness in the face of the ungraspable.

The work I created is called "Alumbrar" (To Illuminate) because, in its double sense, it was the birth of other emotions.

The light appears on the other side of the path, on the next shore.

The Soft Stone (The Way - 02/2026)

I walk…

I look down, to the sides, everywhere.

I look inward, I walk…

I feel the generous nature that makes room for all creatures, for every species without distinction.

There I discover the cramped, those who venture out into life in search of an opportunity, a place, the microscopic and invisible ones I see.

Thus, I wander, distracted, lost in my web.

The spaces we don't see.

I draw lines, breaks in the rock that connect, disappear, and reappear.

I go, I enter, I discover.

It doesn't matter if I'm just passing through, if I'm a guest for a moment, an intruder, an owner, or an expelled one, I will make room.

Hollows, holes, dwellings, shelters, spaces, empty territories, places to settle.

I have shelter for everyone.

Here nature expands and life emerges.

The stone, the rock, softens for those who wish to inhabit it.

The spaces we don't see are there.

I invite you to open your eyes, your mind, and your heart.

They are there.

Let's look.

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Alumbrar (to Illuminate) (NAT Art Residency - 09/2025)

I begin to walk, retracing my steps, into new territories. Discovering worlds, forging paths, climbing hills.

From the depths to the surface, from questioning to searching.

They've opened the door for me to go and play.

My heart bursts with new beats.

I don't know what to do, which direction to take?

I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and begin to walk through a new day.

It's a labyrinth. One with an exit, and in that search, fear, doubt, and turmoil lurk, shaking me to my core.

The storm develops slowly; at times my vision blurs, I can't clearly see what lies in the distance, yet I continue walking, eager to discover what surprises await me.

It smells of rain.

It smells of wet grass, it takes me back to play.

I want to be transparent like water that takes on the color of the surface it falls upon.

The days are multicolored, gray, soft, and intense. Purples, reds, and pinks, stones and thorny bushes, all the known greens and those unknown.

Intense blues, violets too.

And then comes the chaos of discovery.

I feel the greens coursing through me.

The reds and oranges writing my story, the grays and ochres supporting me.

Brutal, overwhelming nature and utter insignificance.