Title: Mulheres e Movimentos
Photographer(s): Claudia Ferreira
Writer(s): Claudia Bonan
Designer(s): Quadratim, Vera Bernardes
Publisher(s): Aeroplano Editora, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
Year: 2005
Print run: 3000
Language(s): Portuguese
Pages: 208
Size: 23 x 28 cm
Binding: Softcover
Edition:
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Nation(s) and year(s) of Protest: Brazil, 1998-2002
ISBN: 9788586579608
www.memoriaemovimentossociais.com.br.
These photos are part of a part of my story lived between the years 1989 and 2002. This story begins in 1989, when I photographed the VIII National Feminist Meeting in Bertioga, São Paulo. When I arrived there, I didn't know where to look. There were so many women, so diverse... I began to observe them first as a group, then in smaller and smaller groups, and finally individually. At that moment the stereotype of the feminist that I had created in my head was shattered. Feminists were in all social classes, intellectual levels, ages, ethnicities, and had different life experiences. There, I discovered that I was one of them and started to follow them. We met several times. At feminist meetings, UN conferences, International Women's Day marches, street demonstrations. I photographed simply because I could not stop photographing, feeling the immense pleasure of being a participating observer of this history.
The feminists began to have more defined contours for me. I began to share with them the dream of building a more just and egalitarian world and we did many projects together. Life projects, professional projects, personal projects and collective projects. I really believed that we could transform the world and my greatest contribution would be to record our history through the eyes of those who were participating in it, body and soul.
Who are these women that with their faces, smiles and utopias motivated me to follow them? Some I know by sight, others by name, some I have never seen again and others I meet from time to time. I would like to thank them for the enormous pleasure I felt photographing them. The same pleasure I felt when I discovered that with the simple press of a button I could save forever a fraction of a second that moved me. I was six years old and a woman taught me to photograph with her camera. This woman is my mother, Carminda, to whom I owe the pleasure of photographing.
From Claudia Ferreira text
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