As with many projects, “hearth” was born from a collection of photos that, at first glance, seemed unconnected, like a bunch of beads with different shapes and sizes that have been forgotten at the bottom of a plastic box.

There is something playful about photographic projects that fascinates me. They are like putting together a necklace with different pieces, where the challenge is to find their place, imagine the missing ones and assemble them until, in the end, an organic whole is formed where each image flows into the next.

Although the pieces had different shapes and sizes, they shared the same color: a tinge of latent nostalgia, a kind of tone of longing that helped me to begin to weave them together and ask myself questions.

Over the course of a year, with the support of Veronica Fieiras, I gave shape to this necklace. These images were made between my adopted France and my native Argentina, and began to intertwine with archives, video excerpts and documents.

Thus, they became an essay on uprootedness, sense of belonging and the concept of home, entitled “hearth”. In Old English, the word refers both to the place where one lives (home) and to the fire that gathers the family and the community (fireplace).

A home is not built with bricks.

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Text: Maximiliano Tineo

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