Blub

Photobook

Work made in an academic context for the Contemporary Photography subject, promoted by the teacher Ângela Ferreira, in the Audio-visual Degree at the University of Media Arts and Design (ESMAD).

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BLUB is a photographic narrative materialized in the form of a photobook, inspired, but at the same time distanced, by the work Signs That Say What You Want Them To Say by Gillian Wearing. The power is on the other side. Our control is only upon the finger, that presses the shutter buton from the camera, and in the finish product of art. It seems like an act full of freedom.

Original Short Story (Portuguese)

O dia em que eu conheci o meu Joaquim foi o melhor dia da minha vida. Estava a passar pela avenida dos aliados e vejo ao longe um grupo de empresários a passear 10 pavões. O Joaquim fazia parte do grupo, e mal me viu gritou para eles “Por hoje é tudo!” e correu na minha direção. Quando chegou perto de mim gritou: ESPETÁCULO, e eu, envergonhada, não disse uma palavra. De seguida perguntou o meu nome, e muito baixinho respondi: Blub. Ele riu, bateu com as suas mãos levemente na minha cara e disse: És feia!!! Fiquei chocada e passei três meses a plantar batatas em Nova Iorque para recuperar. Quando voltei, encontrei o Joaquim e o Eduardo Cabrita a passear de mãos dadas e a comer chocolate. Virei costas e liguei à Constantine a chorar, que me disse para passar lá no Mcdonalds onde trabalha para podermos afogar as nossas mágoas em alface. Para meu espanto, Joaquim apareceu na sua carroça, a segurar uma estrelinha de natal, e disse que me amava. Fiquei de pé atrás, com medo de sofrer, mas ele insistiu e disse-me assim: Por ti, eu lutava na batalha de alcobaça, aprendia a gostar de afro samurai, e dava-te um final feliz como nos livros de contos de fadas. Corei e disse: “Tens mesmo cara de chupa-chupa” e ele respondeu que era cego por mim. Nesse dia, eu soube que iriamos criar família juntos. Hoje, temos um filho chamado Bunno, é um menino fresco é, mas não podia ser mais grata pela vida que tenho.

Short story in english

The day I met my Joaquim was the best day of my life. I was passing along Avenida dos Aliados and in the distance I see a group of businessmen walking 10 peacocks. Joaquim was part of the group, and as soon as he saw me he shouted to them “That's all for today!” and he ran towards me. When he got close to me he yelled, "SPECTACLE!", and I, embarrassed, didn't say a word. Then he asked my name, and very quietly I replied, "Blub". He laughed, slapped his hands lightly on my face and said, "You're ugly!!!".
I was shocked and spent three months planting potatoes in New York to recover.
When I came back, I found Joaquim and Eduardo Cabrita walking hand in hand and eating chocolate.
I turned around and called Constantine, crying, who told me to stop by the McDonald's, where she works, so we could drown our sorrows in lettuce.
To my amazement, Joaquim appeared in his wagon, holding a little Christmas star, and said he loved me. I stood back, afraid of suffering, but he insisted and told me this: “For you, I would fight in the battle of alcobaça, I would learn to like Afro Samurai, and give you a happy ending like in fairy tale books!”.
I blushed and said, "You really have a lollipop face", and he replied that he was blind for me.
That day, I knew we were going to raise a family together.

Today, we have a son named Bunno, he is a skittish boy, yeah he does, but I couldn't be more grateful for the life I have!

January - 2022

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Blub

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Blub

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Original Short Story (Portuguese)

Short story in english

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_{Vasco Gil}

Audiovisual
Design
Fine Art
Photography
Writing

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