Great arms on great hills that embrace no one, her mouth grows but our ears don't grow so that we can hear her: The loving being is, according to Roland Barthes, the being who speaks in front of the beloved, about his beloved “liberates him, feeds him, ramifies him, makes him explode (language takes pleasure in touching itself)” and it is in the explosion of the beloved that we find the anti-love intervention.

“Intervenção Cirúrgica Anti-Amorosa” is the place to rethink the portrait (the image) of the being that has already exploded from the loving being and now figures, represents, from its love, which runs in great stakes, in which its arms grow and run away: the loving being is multiplied so that we can heal it. In an alchemical process, the meaning of the being unfolds so that we can touch it. He put his hand on me and now he's waving.