. PINK PROJECT . the story .
My mother’s pink dress is my very first memory.
She was wearing it in many photos while holding me as a baby girl.
I was born on April 5, 1975.
When I was 31 I found out that I had a breast cancer. I had to undergo an emergency operation, then chemotherapy made my hair fall off.
I got a pink wig as a gift. I put it on and loved how it looked.
From then on I started taking photos and trying self-portraits.
Wigs become the central idea of many of my works and performances.
I am well, now. I survived cancer.
I found my mother’s dress in my attic and decided to wear it with the pink wig to celebrate my healing – as well as the healing of all the women who made it.
Pink, like the colour of the fight against breast cancer.
Despite what doctors were saying, I have become a mum to a baby girl.
She is named Dora, just like my grand-mother.
Dora is joining in the photo shooting, now.
Each woman’s birth is the feminine renewing itself through maternity.
It is the hope to all women who have been fighting against cancer and those who will.
PINK PROJECT is myself. It is Dora. It is every woman. Everywhere.