Strict January Quarantine

What I am presenting to you is a self-portrait broken down into multiple parts, which finds its authenticity in the staging of a body that loses its formal unity by decomposing in what it is feeling, between bewilderment, presence, dissolution, boredom and sexual pulsion. When I suddenly found myself in isolation, in a house that wasn’t the one that I was used to, and that somehow intimidated me, I found myself facing this perception of me. If during the first days of quarantine I searched in social media for the illusion of a personal unity that would at least be superficial, I then decided to take advantage of my boredom to give a concrete shape to how I was feeling. They have not been photos studied with the aim of a project, they have been strongly felt. The reflection came afterwards, when I understood that what I did was just an attempt to turn into photography the fragmentation that I was feeling on a personal level, as well as an attempt to look for a deeper relationship with the space in which I was constricted into at that moment.