Exhibition “Ruins” by Orlando Azevedo

Although photography is the resurrection of the past and the record of a movement of a moment that no longer repeats the story is only revealed and revealed when there is a legitimate inventory of humanity in its rite of passage.

Ruins are not just remains or leftovers. Much more than the patina of time.

They are stories and memories on walls and walls, textures and surreal landscape.

There is something of rupestre whose signs and symbols establish codes and dialogues in a deep reflection in relation to the act of resistance of the own existence.

The landscape becomes almost like a war field and shroud and the debris reborn shadows. Sculptures and cultures in the legitimate act of the great truth that tears the flesh of the look.

In the case of this essay and work the photograph assumes the incisive taxidermy of aesthetic cuts that define the intention and interest of its author. The cut and the detail. The disturbance where the surreal reborn and screams, yes.