The Last Day In The Life of Nora Bares

• Photographer
  Ximena Bares
• Prizes
  Gold in People/Self-Portrait

Nora and I were born seven minutes apart. We were physically the same except for two details: our navels and our fingerprints. Paradoxically, our characters were polar opposites. The series of photographs you will see below were taken by me on the last day I spent with Nora before she took her own life. That day we got up just before dawn, drank coffee and smoked in silence in our kitchen. Later we went out to wander around several of our favourite places. Around 7 p.m., Nora hugged me for a long time, then turned and walked off into the woods. I would never see her alive again.

Photography is a practice that allows me to play as if I were an eight-year-old with all the toys in the world within my reach. In that constant and inevitable play, reality becomes the basis for the creation of situations escaping that same reality by evoking dream-like, sometimes unsettling images. I am drawn to the world of dreams, to human psychology, to the exploration of the different identities we take on to protect ourselves from a menacing outside world and to how individuals relate to their own solitude. The rural environment in which I live, which is at the same time raw and overwhe