Bone Foam
I find the familiar universe of Alto Minho, in Portugal, life and death and the movement between them. In balance.
I recover the connection with this geographical area, with my ancestry, family, physical, spiritual; my heritage. Encounters coexist, human and non-human connections, memories, stories lived and that where told to me, the familiarity with the animals, the fog, the running water. Identity is a multitude of places.
Living in close relationship with nature, the cycles of life and death come closer together, flowing naturally. The transitory movement is magical and mysterious.
In this place, in my life, there is a strong female presence.
The woman generates, creates, kills and feeds. There is a pagan and magical dimension, the earth is occupied by the whole body.
We believe that the woman establishes a maternal link with what she creates, be it children, plants or animals. The primordial act of feeding is a manifestation of love.
In these images, bodies, things and people are not forgotten. They find a place where they land and remain there, ajar in time.
Bone Foam is about this movement of connection and encounter, the recognition that we are a part of the larger scale of things, where what is known and unknown coexist.
We are not exceptional, everything that exists is part of us and it part from us.
