Sertão

I started the Breu Series in the corners of my imagination. As a woman from the southeast, who still has so much to know about this continental country that is ours, I always imagined life in the backlands too much. One of the most fascinating and somewhat folkloric places in this immensity of Brazil. Its aridity and beauty have been the setting for many films, series and stories. These stories were the contact I had with this part of our country for a long time. But that changed this last carnival, when I had the pleasure of spending a few days in a little piece of the Alagoan hinterland, in the town of Ilha do Ferro on the banks of the São Francisco River and its surroundings. We have some explanations for this name, what cannot be explained and what is not necessary is the number of artists and artisans who were born there and live there. It's breathtaking to see how art is in the air, practically every house has someone who makes art, with wood, fabric or whatever they have on hand. It was inspiring to be there and see how routine art is, just like cooking, eating and sleeping. We were at Carnival time, the moon was waxing, the warm night was half-light, with its mysteries and silent noises. The invitation to my imagination was in place, and I tried to fantasize in my mind what was there in the pitch black, after all, the night always brings mysteries and anything can happen. It was natural to return home and revisit my Breu Series, which I started before I even set foot in the wilderness. I was overflowing with the desire to materialize the impact and translate a little of the emotions that the backlands provoked in me.