Photography finds me in a sudden way. Now I think, that once I photograph something, is in that moment when it belongs to me, when I have known it completely. Everyday life has become an object of study, it has always been interesting for me, especially due to the fact that you have to be very attentive of where you are.
There is something about the awareness of the space that surrounds us every day, which more than important, I find vital.
We all know our streets, our house, we know how to defend ouselves from them and use them to our advantage, but more than once I have been surprised by some corner, one of those that you always crosses, with an unique light that it makes it look like never before. I take a picture, and it's become mine forever, I've captured a special moment that makes me see it with more affection now.
Having that in mind has made me captured something so intimate, so close to me, like never before, my bedroom. The house as a subject has always been very delicate to me, especially because something it's forced me to deepen more than I should in things, making any experience more painful, always stopped in the look and feel, until rationality becomes overwhelming and I must move.
In this exercise I tried to capture my room in a moment like I've never seen it before, was this space really becoming mine now? I was looking around my room and all of the sudden I started to see so many photographies, then I could not control myself and start taking pictures of my room exactly as it was in that moment.
For me to finally see me fused with this space, in my room that has contained me so many times, in the disdain of the look and feel; and in the exaggeration of existing and stubbornly living in echoes of total confinement, has been a real discoverment, I'm always thankfull with the photography and with the light for alowing me to find myself.
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