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Bread and Blood

Only now, when I am in my 30s, I realized that we are passing on to each other our unfortunate fate from generation to generation, unable to break this vicious circle, we choose the image of the victim. Personal story about abyuze in the family.

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Lo que yo sé es que no sé nada

Viviendo en el futuro, tratando de evitar contratiempos, Joel convirtió su vida en una pesadilla. Siempre pensando que hacer en caso de que lo asaltaran por la noche, dejo de salir de su casa después de las seis de la tarde, para evitar enfermedades, solo come alimentos aburridos y sin sabor, buscando no ser humillado, dejo de ir a reuniones.

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Silent Moscow

Night photography was a pretext to get drown in the darkest places of the city, the same way and for the same reasons one can drown into alcohol.

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Vision of collapsing memories

A sense of romantic nostalgia, of freedom, the precious silence and the whispering voices of those times, where we were different men, accompanied me throughout this journey. And they will remain with me forever.

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Saviour

A picture story about faith in the Afrikaner culture. On the South African outstretched rural farmlands where these small religious gatherings are a common event.

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Tina

I heard her talking and trying to build stories of his past in front of a photo or a personal object. A story of alzheimer and loneliness.

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Fraele Valley

If you hear the story of Fraele Valley, a couple of thoughts might come to your mind when you walk around its lakes. Within ‘clock’s reach’, things weren’t the same. An entire village of peasants, shepherds, merchants sank into the artificial turquoise when the dams were erected.

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FACES

It is an impulsive answer. A continuous YES and NO. A wink. A transmitter-receiver relationship. The light, the look, the expression, the body.