Why tell the whole? The blows of the basement hammer every day grew more and more between; and each blow every day grew fainter than the last; the wife sat frozen at the window, with tearless eyes, glitteringly gazing into the weeping faces of her children; the bellows fell; the forge choked up with cinders; the house was sold; the mother dived down into the long church-yard grass; her children twice followed her thither; and the houseless, familyless old man staggered off a vagabond in crape; his every woe unreverenced; his grey head a scorn to flaxen curls!
The photographic project by Grossi Maglioni, consisting of 6 fine art photographic prints on baryta paper, belongs to the larger research project called Beast Mother.
The bedroom, the hallway behind a wide-open door, the folded clothes, and the living room sofa become elements that compose totemic images, in an evocative mythology of the everyday. The naked body is shiny and repellent. The detached expressions take us into a suspended and ambiguous dimension where space for relationships seems absent or expressed only in its deepest potential, a relationship that will manifest itself in a disruptive way only after birth.
B_33 001
B_28 001
A_30 001
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A_08 001
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