Everlasting as days can be
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"The garden gate is opened
as easily as a turned page
questioned by a regular devotion
and once inside, our gazes
have no need to fix on objects
that already exist completely in memory."
Jorge Luis Borges
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On the lower side of a small Portuguese valley there's a house I always return to. Next to the old church, which nowadays only opens its doors on special occasions, an iron gate leads to a garden and to my grandparents' house. Once inside I can see all the details that make it special: the big orange tree, the cats peeking from the top of the patio door, my grandmother's warm welcome.
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Apart from a few minor improvements, the house has changed very little since I was a child. There is something very comforting about knowing that everything is where it always has been, from the box of biscuits to the picture of a cruise ship on the wall. Like the house, their life is roughly the same as when I was born. Everything is done at a moderate pace but they still wake up early in the morning, undertaking their separate duties of feeding the animals, working the land and maintaining the house.
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Having a close relationship with my grandparents and being faced with their vulnerability due to occasional minor health incidents, I decided to make use of photography’s ability to preserve a moment in time and make it last indefinitely. With this project I want to perpetuate the peacefulness of my grandparent’s routine and to preserve the house as it is, as I want to remember it. Capturing every detail for myself, as if afraid that over the years my memory might not be enough.
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