INCORPORADOS
They are what I am, they shape me, they complete
me. I use them, with just a tiny shade of useless guilt. That is the
way love is. Six people who make a little summary of me, a sketch,
but it would surely be boring, like something too well known.
So far they are the most important for me: my mother, father, sister,
grandmother, aunt and my boyfriend (to whom I owe these photos). In
them I have the little girl I once was, the woman and old woman I
will become, and the man who I would often like to be. Also what I
do not want and just share, like illness and pain.
I reveal that I own them, they belong to me, for the good and the
bad we use one another and we are still together. I show this to you
in a fit of sincerity, hidden in a device which protects me like a
loving shield from your, sincere as well, looks.
TEMPO AO TEMPO
“As I see you now I saw myself, as you see
me now you’ll see yourself”
But I don’t care, as long as I am like you.
As a child I loved making “chicken bums” with the skin
of your hands. I still love it, but the game has become more tiresome,
indecent even, but you allow me everything, although you don’t
understand it and I don’t deserve it.
What we undress is more than bodies, it’s a whole history; life
itself written on a surface. For me...beautiful.
COMPOSTURAS
What we do is not what we are, but our actions leave
behind a trail of our own life in the places we live. Corners which
reflect us but at the same time construct us and distort us and they
even take from us as much as we take from them.
The same six persons again, a patchwork which makes up my vital space.
That’s the reason why I need to define them, show them, see
them, summarise them, specify them and understand them.
Significant pieces, bits of existences, fragmented looks...you can’t
embrace more.
Andrea Costas