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“Powerful, despite it all” - invites viewers to embark on a kaleidoscopic journey reflecting on themes of memory, pain, and resilience through the lens of universal femininity.
Thought-provoking and relatable Bretez presents a personal narrative on femininity. Inspiring hope and healing through vibrant surrealist compositions she poses questions on self-expression and the social conformities imposed on women.
« I WOKE UP IN THE GLOAMING THINKING I WAS SAFE FROM THE SILENT THUNDERSTORM THAT SHATTERS WITHOUT WARNING THE INNOCENCE OF A LUMINOUS SKY. YOU DIDN’T WAIT TO TAKE IT FROM ME: – MY BODY (AND MY CONSENT) »
« THERE WERE RAINSTORMS AND EXQUISITE UNCLOUDED SKIES, THOSE MOMENTS AT DAWN, WHEN I WAS THE FIRST TO BELIEVE IN THE SUN, THEN YOU LEFT. – BUT YOU NEVER REALLY CAME. »
« SWALLOWS OF GOODBYE, WAVED BY THE SAD WIND OF SUMMER, YOU WERE NOT BORN HERE. YOU WERE TAKEN FROM THE EAST, AND PUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN. – YOU WERE MEANT TO BE REBORN. »
« WHAT TO DO WITH AN EXISTENCE, MARKED WITH THE SEAL, OF CONTINGENCY? OPEN AND GAPING WOUND, MUCH TOO EASY TO HIDE. – TO FIND ONE’S PLACE »
« AND MAYBE ONE DAY, WHEN THE BLUE OF THE NIGHT, WILL DROP ON THE WORLD, I WILL NO LONGER BE LIKE THE RAIN, NOR THE WORD: – MELANCHOLY.»
« IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT IF THE ROSES FADE. CEASELESSLY ENJOY EVERYTHING: THE FOAM AND THE RAIN AND EVERY MORNING. THERE IS ONLY ONE REGRET, NOT HAVING HAD ENOUGH – TIME. »
« TAKING CARE OF EACH OTHER, AS THE RAIN FLOWS INTO, THE SEA AND THE SPELT. I AM NECTAR AND HONEY, PISTIL AND FLOWER – TO BE PICKED WITH GENTLENESS. »
