ANTERO DE ALDA BARROSO Mountains
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RECENT WORKS
Vilar, Boticas
Maria
Malta
and her grandson John
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«So you like to photograph old ladies?
Look! I was very pretty when I was 23 years old.
Would you like to see it?»
MARIA MALTA
82 years old, single mother
Vilar, Boticas, Barroso mountain
As Carpinejar
would say:
«I
grew old… I have my childhood ahead of me.»
Vilarinho Seco
Meeting with
Felicidade Coelho
VIDEO STORY
2'28
Being a woman in the interior of Portugal, highlander and deep,
it´s almost always a sign of pain and grief. Dark scarves are traces
of a loss: the youth loss which threatens everything or the loss
of the chief of the family who was dominant or — even more
painful — two losses at the same time.
The family is the world of the man by excellence, where children
and women stay as beings almost insignificant and frighten:
it´s not the men´s job to kiss the hand of the priest…
There isn´t any joy in the widows unless whenever the
female indiscipline overcomes the outrage of the male´s
discipline. They call it abjection, dishonour!
Kiss, people!
It seems to be this, in spite of all, the only musical scream
of these women almost without existence, resigned and altruist;
without other power except the power of taking care of the
insignificant (the kitchen, the children…).
Women so many times in tears, but always waiting for a better
world, rehearsing an escape at last; a hymn to joy.
Retourn a
SLIDESHOW
GÉRARD FOUREL,
anos 1980
ANTERO DE ALDA,
2007
«Barroso mountain can be proud of being one of the last places in the world where the word humanity makes sense»
Gérard FOUREL
