We are fellow soldiers. That is what I believe.
Soon after you were born, I became a single mother. We spent more than 10 years living just you and me untill the day I remarried.
It seemed long and at the same time very short. It was a very peculiar period of time. Most of all, it was an intense time.
When we just started living together, I begun photography and I haven't got a clue on what I was doing. I was brimful of enthusiasm and
wanted to shoot and create pictures. But as you were too young, obviously you couldn't folow the rythm of a photo shooting.
So I had to find a solution… Then I found an answer.
I will photograph you.
Since then, time to time we faced each other through camera lenses. There are countless printed images of you.
Each one of them is a picture of you, alone. But what you need to know is that I was on the other side.
If those prints had to speak, that's what it would tell you.
What I want to say is that by the act of facing each other, the photography is an art form made by a relationship.
10 years have past. Time flies.
The time when I repeated wrist cutting, you were just by my side. You were here and just smiled at me.
The time when I suffered with flashbacks, you were just by my side. You were here and made me some tea.
You don't know how much you saved me, how your only presence saved me… So much that I cannot find a word.
You.
Being alone together, made the days profound and very intimate.
We helped each other but also hurt each other.
Without any doubt , these moments will be my treasure.
What about you?
One day I wish I could ask you that question. What was like to spend that time with me.
