They say one doesn’t die all at once, but dies in parts.
Whenever a friend leaves one part dies, whenever a lover leaves another dies, whenever a dream of ours is killed another dies.
Then the great death comes to find all the pieces dead.. It carries them and leaves.
(Gibran Kahlil Gibran)
This project is dedicated to everyone from whom life has taken away a part of their existence..
Life is deceptive, for the first glance it seems like a bride in a white dress.. It dazzles you, you run towards it -in deceive- to wed you to all the joys of existence. It draws you, you run towards it full of hopes, complete and whole..
You run fast.. to collide with its dreadful reality.
In the midst of your journey, it reveals to you what it carries in the folds of that white dress, contradicting to its color.
It reveals to you that every beautiful thing has a price, that some dreams are a mirage, that things are not the way they seem and that people leave.
Life took away some parts of you, that’s true, but it took away those weak parts, the ones that were unable to resist, ones saturated with fear, but it couldn’t take away the strong ones, those who could survive.
Let them go.. Those weak parts, you are not in need of them. Maintain what’s left, this is were your strength lies and your ability to resist.
What is left of you has witnessed all the hardships of life, learned its plot, it won’t be fooled by its fake glimmer once again.
They also say that what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.. You make the call, you either live as a scattered being, an incomplete one, or live as one who learned where their strength lies and became complete through their incompleteness.
This project is personal, inspired by all the negative emotions that I’ve decided to convert into a creative energy and then express in an artistic form.
I’m grateful to all the negative situations I’ve been through, if it weren’t for them, I wouldn’t have known how strong I am, how much I can put up with, wouldn’t have lost parts of my fears and weak parts of myself that were nothing but barriers, wouldn’t have become who I am.
Yes they were hardships, but they provoked every incentive and energy I have for creativity and expression.