If you were born in Portugal in the last thirty years, Cristiano Ronaldo has almost certainly played a role in how you relate to the rest of the world. The cocky young prospect, then the complete player, then depending on who you ask the best in the world, or the best ever. Then the brand. Then something closer to a cyborg, a man who bio-hacked his own body so thoroughly that it allowed him to perform at near-elite level well into his forties. Clara Borde de Castro enters from the margins of that stratified image.
Clara is a Franco-Portuguese artist who makes garments from unofficial Cristiano Ronaldo merchandise and bootleg clothing. Her work departs from copies of copies, and when the source material is already a simulacrum a knock-off of a licensed image of a constructed persona the question of the original stops making sense. What Clara’s archive asks is not what is real but what does real even do for us at this point.
Football has been institutionally captured to the extent that its visual culture is largely corporate property.
The bootleg survives in the margin, that narrow strip of folk production the machine has not monetized yet. It does not fully dissolve when a souvenir becomes a garment. The original
attachment, devotional, obsessive, travels with the object. When Clara cuts a bootleg scarf into a dress, the fandom transforms. What it means to wear Cristiano Ronaldo is a question the official image economy will never be able to ask.