Nía Diedla
Santiago, Chile, 1979
The day I started putting an image next to another on the table, I didn’t know that I would find in that gesture, the possibility of a writing. Today, that writing has become the place I inhabit. The photography I practice has its origin in the intimate. The fable or the tearing of the everyday are transformed into stories, hence my Diary(s) and also those assemblages that I call Geographies.
With them, the chapters of that question that does not stop resonating in my head and the one that I still cannot answer, at least not completely, because sometimes I can barely read it.
And it is in it, that words like memory, root, footprint, house, oblivion, tree, repeatedly reappear and disappear throughout my work.
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