Tag Archives: memory

Photographer Marina Pchelintseva trying to trace the connection with the history of her family through a photo album

"Our Island" project in progress is my personal story where, through my memories, I try to understand my relationship with a close person.

In this project, there is no logic, everything is filmed at the level of sensations. I was looking through my eyes for something that would fit my emotional state. And so I saw it, everything was compressed inside and I took a shot.

In this project Tatyana Kolbatova makes an attempt to come to terms with the loss of a loved one after years. «In this project, I combined photos from the family archive of my husband's expeditions to Antarctica with pictures I took in Iceland, many years later, to show the state of déjà vu, which I experienced.»

My memories, my hometown. Around every corner walking each alley, without much difficulty, you can find the pieces that link the present to the past, and that is magic.

A collection of recordings from the places that I spend every day in through childhood with all changes at this time. When it all just be a memory.

I could never envision her persona, never understand her sorrows and joys, until quite recently when I stepped into her secluded life, in an old house, a sanctuary for her Alzheimer’s.

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.

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.

My parents have only a few photos of themselves from before the Islamic Revolution in Iran. My obsession with these photos, and with the photos we do not have, led to this project: It’s Hard to Kill.

The exhibition "Running to the Edge" combines the five projects of artist and include photography, collages, installations and photobooks

I am interested in exploring the effects of cultural and political conditioning and processes that affects the creation of memory.

It scares me how memories have been whitening from myself. I can't even make the comparisons anymore nor I don’t want to, it is contradictory.

In 1944 at Monte Sole, on the Bologna’s Appennino mountains, Casetta and Podella were 2 farms producing cereals, fruits and grapes, surrounded by a huge area of wood and chestnut trees.