THE LIGHT IS THE PROOF THAT BODIES HAVE PASSED THROUGH IT.

FAMILY X RAY

X-rays fragments unravel down to the skeleton the intimate world of a family photo album. Loaded with emotions and life experiences, those photographs tell a story, capturing both time and its passing. A life story wherein past, present, and future get inexorably superimposed.

Armature of the being, gross and impersonal essence of the human, the skeleton is what will remain. Protagonists of the Feast of the Dead, those figures proclaim absence on a surface redolent with the statement, as said Roland Barthes, of what one is. Characters and memories that, in this everlasting instant, reveal the vanity of things and beings.

Serie

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