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These Are Also Images Of The World
Back then, the world was too recent and things had no name
we traced our geography
and wars left some wounds
and silences too
little waves broke our bodies
there will always be someone who says it does not exist, because he can not feel it
the orchestra roared louder than the sea
the memory remains, do not destroy it
With the camera in hands, my little black box device to collect images of the world, life suddenly turns into a field of endless possibilities. Fiction becomes more real than reality itself. (Actually, it is clear then that reality is a mere illusion that we are used to believe). Then, I become astonished by everything that was already there, in front of me, but that I couldn’t really see (and didn’t really cared too much to do, as I took it for granted). But hey, isn’t all this a truly mind-blowing mistery? Aren’t we all humans transient, in passing through this world just for a short while? Isn’t it strange to be alive, that you are you and I am me? Do we know where did we all come from, or why we are here, really?
It is from this way of looking, of being in the world, that I can find galaxies suspended on the wall of the shower while I take the morning bath, and that I can imagine the map of the world reflected on the surface of the wet canvas that covers the pool, the day after a rainy night. I can also find traces of wars in the pigment of the fallen burgundy flowers.
This vision is constantly searching for beauty, because it needs it. It clings to it in order to keep going on. Beauty can be found in pain too, as feeling is being alive and thus fortunate. Then, in front of the sky during a storm I can imagine an improvised orchestra playing background music, and I can recognize myself through the plants, reflected in a beautifully sculpted naked body of a thoughtful old man. I am bewildered in the face of the beauty of some healthy mushrooms in the middle of the fresh grass during an afternoon while I follow my friend Atena’s father to see the harvest of olives in his Tuscan backyard. And while I travel through the sky, I look down to recognize my native land in the Cordillera de los Andes landscape, and remember that as the snow that covers the dark brown mountains, all of this will be gone some day too.
It is these ordinary images of the world that subtly reveal something that is uniquitous and magnificent, but that we can only see or grasp fragments of. Then, absolutely everything, even the most mundane and apparently ordinary, is worthy of appreciation and wonder, because they are also from this world.
Back in 1927, mi great grandparents Paciencia and Bernabé traveled from Spain to Peru, to stay. Today, from Madrid, I re-imagine our story.
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Daniella Rangel (b. Lima, Perú. 1990) is a designer, photographer and visual artist. She got the Master in Art Direction at Felicidad Duce Fashion School in Barcelona (2012) and a diploma in Arts, Theories and Contemporary Culture at MAC — Museo de Arte Contemporáneo de Lima (2017). In June, 2019 she got the Master PHoto España, — Theories and Artistic Projects —, in Madrid.
The series These Are Also Images Of The World was selected to participate in Descubrimientos PHoto España, 2019, and is currently on exhibition at Centro de Arte Alcobendas, Madrid.
Her photographic work is a quest to represent the invisible, the unconscious and the oniric, the deeper aspects of reality, as a result of what she calls a conscientious study of life. This visual exploration goes from the boundaries of ambiguous figuration to more abstract forms and subjectivity, in pursuit of images that are susceptible to function before her eyes and the viewers’ as a medium of connection with the multiple versions of our rational and emotional experiences. Her work is an ecstatic and aesthetic experience.
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Ama Connection, Founder and Creative Director
Riccardo Rami Studio, Designer
Piece & Co, Artisan Development Manager
Inca Tops, Designer
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