Through her camera, the narrative begins in the intimate architecture of the maternal home, where the interiors recreate the family tree. Rays of sunlight inhabit the house, and the portrait of golden hair takes us back to the frames of great Hitchcock and Kaurismäki films.

The exhibition weaves together a ritual crafted by the artist, creating a rite of transformation through symbolic objects. Here, the women of a family articulate the cycles of life through images that become dreams. With their backs turned, the embrace, the dresses, the cage, the rooster, the portrait—within a magical atmosphere—the camera and the red thread weave the complex, loving connections. She dreams, surrounded by red flowers; the beginning and the end are circular, as they are reborn and bloom time and again.

This essay is the thread, the sap that brings life to these bonds, re-signifying each subjectivity into a new luminous form of the family tree through the poetic gaze of art.

September 2017. Fabiana Barreda

Red Thread

Through her camera, the narrative begins in the intimate architecture of the maternal home, where the interiors recreate the family tree. Rays of sunlight inhabit the house, and the portrait of golden hair takes us back to the frames of great Hitchcock and Kaurismäki films.

The exhibition weaves together a ritual crafted by the artist, creating a rite of transformation through symbolic objects. Here, the women of a family articulate the cycles of life through images that become dreams. With their backs turned, the embrace, the dresses, the cage, the rooster, the portrait—within a magical atmosphere—the camera and the red thread weave the complex, loving connections. She dreams, surrounded by red flowers; the beginning and the end are circular, as they are reborn and bloom time and again.

This essay is the thread, the sap that brings life to these bonds, re-signifying each subjectivity into a new luminous form of the family tree through the poetic gaze of art.

September 2017. Fabiana Barreda