Nothing makes me feel more at home than the smell of horse shit.
Who am I and where do I come from? Has the place where I grew up shaped me in any way? Have my family members somehow made me the person I am? Who do I resemble?
I grew up in a farm, near the city of Milan, a place whose golden days have long been past.
This project combines family photographs captured between the late 1930s to the 1950s and images that I have shot today of the same place and my family members. Throughout the work I have included extracts of old correspondence from my great grand mother to her daughter.
Family photos are more than just the image of beloved ones; they are historical documents, able to inform us and shape ideas we have about our ancestors. They can tell intimately the story of our families, somehow symbolic of ourselves, in the mirror of our history.
Feature on GUP: http://www.gupmagazine.com/portfolios/chiara-luxardo/family-farm