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Spectators

The other. Paris, France. 2017.

The disease from which much of humanity suffers today is elusive, undefinable. Everyone feels more or less sad, exploited, depressed, but they have no target against which to pour out their anger or to which to direct their hope. Once upon a time, the power by which one felt oppressed had places, symbols, and revolt was directed against those. But today? Where is the center of power that impoverishes our lives? We must perhaps begin to look within ourselves.

The West has inflicted a huge deficiency on the spiritual world. The outer, material world, completely separated from the inner, spiritual world, has been the only object of conquest to improve human living conditions in the last century. The result is that, according to the World Health Organization, nearly one billion people suffer from depression, bipolar disorder, anxiety, isolation, dementia, drug and alcohol use, schizophrenia and eating disorders. Every forty seconds, one person commits suicide due to mental health problems.

These shadows and silhouettes are non-people in non-places, dissonant objects forced to dialogue with each other, accompanied by a vivid and primitive use of color. Have we become mere spectators of this world, shadows searching for something they cannot find within themselves?

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