2019 – 2022
The wound is the place where the light enters. Rumi.
The body combines smaller organisms: atoms, cells, triglycerides, leukocytes, hormones, neurons, and light emanating from DNA. Each body is important and interrelated to ensure our existence as living beings. This is replicated in all known living things from the micro to the macroscopic. What happens when something dies on this plane?
According to Lavoisier’s Elementary Treatise on Chemistry: “In nature, nothing is created, nothing is destroyed, everything is transformed” and therefore: everybody (human, animal, plant) that produces heat is governed by the laws of thermodynamics. So, when bodies die, they become succulent for the worms, but what happens to the energy (heat)? where does it go? how and what does it transform into?
Over the past five years, I have seen relationships, critical circumstances, and even loved ones die. These consecutive deaths have transformed into pain, feelings of abandonment, loneliness, tears, and pain in my chest and have left me with physical sequels in the form of illnesses, inflammations, bruises, and dark circles under my eyes, that is to say, they have been transformed in my own body, giving birth to a new “me” and with her, a new way of looking.
This photographic work aims to promote an analysis of these events that are in the past to study the cycle of death and thus learn to cope with the pain using the image as a tool (is this possible?).