“I spent my adult life moving away from the landscape of my youth. Around forty, I saw this was a mode of self-loathing. I was ashamed of this sentiment. There I am again, decades later, magnetized by this common, dysfunctional, unfriendly landscape. I wanted to embrace its blemishes, as one must learn to accept the blemishes in one’s face, as Wittgenstein once wrote. I see in these images a landscape I am stuck to as a pigeon to is coordinates, and a nondescript physiognomy. They are mirrors and windows, self-portraits in a topographic style.”
– Humberto Brito
