Once i had a life
This project started out as a desire, a desire named America. Last April, having left for the west of the USA, I let my instincts guide me, giving free rein to my inclination to roam. What I saw - the boarded-up little towns, deserted regions, urban areas subjected to de-industrialisation – not only made America seem abandoned, but secluded in the past. I have attempted to reproduce the American sentiment about their damaged country. The people I met often thought that their new president was going to rebuild the factories, breathing life back into the economy. Rather than judge, I preferred to listen.