I have been photographing artists’ studios for eleven years in different parts of the world. Artists like to show their studio, the place where they spend a large part of their professional life.
Lica Roman, my mother was a painter-engraver, and I spent my childhood near her studio. This place, at the bottom of the garden, was magical for me. I wasn’t allowed to go in there except to pose, sitting motionless on a chair. But everything attracted me like a magnet.
There was such a wide range of objects. As soon as you crossed the threshold, a chaos of papers, canvases, containers, pots, brushes and the smell of turpentine – my madeleine – by Proust, which so deliciously reminded me of my mother, filled my eyes and my throat. With my camera, I can now freely enter this space that I have long considered “sacred”.
Daniela Roman
www.danielaroman.com
