Photo by Stan
I know…sweet sixteen is something else…
This one was taken by Inge Doesborgh back in 1987, somewhere in Sweden:
Playing around during the „Normandy 1944 Cycle“ ( Photomontage 2015)
by Ioana Luca, 2009
As I was going through old family-pictures, I looked for a different kind of „spirit-catching“ and resemblance with my own face. I chose my great-grandmothers on both sides of the family : They are so far away back in time, but still present in my genes. Not just in its structure and the origins of my Looks, but also in spirit. And probably I´m in a stage of my life, where my roots have become something more than just an inspirational issue. They are important pieces to this personal puzzle that is slowly coming together. These somehow archetypical great-grandmothers show me the way: My roots have always been kinda blurry, which is maybe interesting and a rich source for my art, but it also caused me some trouble in finding „my kind“ …. But then ; eventually, the ugly duckling found the other swans too…didn´t it ?
The picture of Maria ( Claessens) Breuers was taken in the beginning of the 20th century in Venlo, Netherlands. The picture of Caroline Tokaya was made in Java.
Mom and Dad in 1968
Truus en Theo Driessen-Görtz, 1945
Arromanches, Normandy 1980