Pele era pele e não castigo. Num corpo escondido, encobriam-se as verdades e as vontades. Não haveria no mundo leveza enquanto houvesse, entre os corpos e os sentires, um cerco de pano rendilhado. Que lhe tirassem as molas, as rendas, as fibras que sustentam e as amarras costumeiras. Que o fizessem sem muros e modas. Que não o fizessem. E a cordilheira do ponto mais alto da sua liberdade agradecia.
Skin was skin and not punishment. Truths and desires were concealed in a hidden body. There would be no lightness in the world as long as there was a siege of lacy cloth between bodies and feelings. Let them remove the springs, the lace, the supporting fibers and the usual ties. Let them do it without walls and fashions. Let them not. And the mountain range at the highest point of its freedom would thank them.
Texto | Text: Ana Miguel Socorro
Fotografia | Photography: Carolina Geiger
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