Amalia Pereira

My collages are possibly the richest layered treatment I have ever chosen. I constantly repeat to myself "A woman creating is a woman healing."

Literature and music are creative inspiration and pieces of my collage. It could be said that it is the beautiful going out in search of the beautiful. And here I speak both of the aesthetic and of the attitude: my collages speak of flowery pillars, women who ensure that life does not extinguish: friends, mothers, lovers and lovers, capable of turning the everyday into fables or of taking that everyday life between jaws and bite into it until it stops shaking turbulently. And it is that even in the hardest learning, beauty is always whispering next to us.

I have an emotional dialogue with nature: an act of catharsis that renews me. Hence my color gamut: powerful contrasts between the trees of the tropics and the warm gamut of northern Europe. The birds are the emissaries of my messages across the sea that divided my life.

The cosmos and the scientific world are another dense food in continuous absorption: one of the most beautiful forms of nutrition received from my mother.

Life is a long journey, impossible to travel without the awareness that we are a miracle of oxygen, sulfur, sunlight and cells that meet to create scenarios in constant transition.

The early encounter with photography makes me privilege framing, weights and perspective. With them as a tool, my senses keep without touching everything beautiful that comes to my hands. For more than a decade, this accumulation has been the sensory exercise that keeps my brain plasticity in shape.

My influences

The Baroque: a fixation from which I cannot get rid: that delicious accumulation of forms, the ornamental excesses, that unnatural lighting, are the amalgamation of experiences, the layers of the whole. Without any exclusions, the Italian painters of the Quattrocento are beautiful sap spilling before my eyes. In photography, I have a huge list of inspirers: for example, Robert and Shana Parke Harrison, who could compete in elegance with Rodney Smith: Or Richard Avedon, or Irving Pen, from whom I try to get the mathematical and golden roots without getting close .