When a few years ago I had the motorbike accident on the highway and later on the eye’s deep surgery due to the cat’s allergy that made me wake up blind, I had to go through several months of therapy, which caused me some physical pain. I must say that the eye’s surgery in which the doctor cleaned them from inside out bringing them out was made without any anaesthesia once there was no time to loose, and this was the biggest physical pain I ever experimented. After all this, I went into coma, maybe as a deep need of resting.
At the time I was working on a series of large size paintings when I got a hernia in my spine due to the accident, and that was what made me stop painting and started (or going back in a more professional way) to photography. I was home and barely could move with pain.
As someone who always had the urge or need to create as life aim, I couldn’t be quiet and found my way of expressing in photography, which was great not only to keep me busy creating but also as a tremendous therapy for restoring my eye’s vision. So it was clear and I don’t even remember of thinking twice: I started expressing through photography using my own body, doing self-portraits, most of them I don’t even know how I could have the strength to pick up the camera, but that made me get the power I needed. I shot myself in several situations of body pain, from back to head.
When a few years ago I had the motorbike accident on the highway and later on the eye’s deep surgery due to the cat’s allergy that made me wake up blind, I had to go through several months of therapy, which caused me some physical pain. I must say that the eye’s surgery in which the doctor cleaned them from inside out bringing them out was made without any anaesthesia once there was no time to loose, and this was the biggest physical pain I ever experimented. After all this, I went into coma, maybe as a deep need of resting.
At the time I was working on a series of large size paintings when I got a hernia in my spine due to the accident, and that was what made me stop painting and started (or going back in a more professional way) to photography. I was home and barely could move with pain.
As someone who always had the urge or need to create as life aim, I couldn’t be quiet and found my way of expressing in photography, which was great not only to keep me busy creating but also as a tremendous therapy for restoring my eye’s vision. So it was clear and I don’t even remember of thinking twice: I started expressing through photography using my own body, doing self-portraits, most of them I don’t even know how I could have the strength to pick up the camera, but that made me get the power I needed. I shot myself in several situations of body pain, from back to head.
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