Kangchenjunga Mountain (binocular view from Darjeeling, India).
I have dreamed of making a project about mountains for a long time. There is something about them that has always attracted me, something sacred, that goes back to the origin of the world.
A few days after I had finally embarked on a trip to the Nepalese mountain ranges, unexpected measures preventing the spread of a new virus made the crossing of the last border from Northern India impossible and prevented me from reaching my goal. It was the end of a voyage that had barely started.
Once back home, as images of that remote and unreachable place kept on appearing in my mind, I started to question those mental representations. How could my brain shape this idea of a place? Was it reproducing impressions from previous experiences made in nature, or patterns coming from the collective unconscious? With those images in mind, I started to photograph elements from my surroundings that reminded me of them, such as pieces of wood or piles of sand. I then assembled them to recreate the landscapes I had dreamed of.
The images that resulted recall moments that have never existed. But they also remind us that reality is a construct of the mind and its memories are often distorted.
- work in progress -