All rivers are the same river
In August 2019 my father passed away. His death had already been announced for almost six months, provoking an recognition of his future absence. Through this project, which is still in process, I try to communicate a very personal process of reflection on the limits between presence and absence. I seek, through drawings, interventions on old photographs and video, to portray the emptiness left by what is already gone.
In August 2019 my father passed away. His death had already been announced for almost six months, provoking an recognition of his future absence. Through this project, which is still in process, I try to communicate a very personal process of reflection on the limits between presence and absence. I seek, through drawings, interventions on old photographs and video, to portray the emptiness left by what is already gone.