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How photography changed the way I look at the world ( and myself ) | Simona Ghizzoni | TEDxLakeComo


[Music]

I wanted to be a singer

and instead I’m here to try the

accounting as I did to become one

rather, he photographs how it happened

I think everything started with mine

food disorders

I fell ill at the age of 14 15

I do not remember it yet with years

precision but there are so many

many pieces of that period that that

I still remember very confused

and a teenager and like any teenager

I looked at myself and I did not like it but it was not

just do not like me on a physical level

it was something different it was as if

all of a sudden I did not recognize myself

from the image that I saw of myself I believe that

adolescence

on the one hand to the moment when we begin

to see us a bit like a first version

of definitive human being is what

I saw I did not correspond, but I think

that just this mismatch

this sort of detachment that was there

between me and the image I saw of me

has played a fundamental part in

let me then approach the activities

photography arrived a few years later

on the shelves of the municipal library

di reggio emilia the city in which they are

born and the first person I started

I was photographed and photographed

basically then I will tell you adding up

it has practically never stopped fast

forward I enroll in the dans I graduate

attends a school of photography me

diploma not really in this order e

they decide certain point to be ready

to try and make my first true

photographic project and then decided to

work on something that I knew a lot

good eating disorders

I

as a teenager I wanted to lose weight though

take this term lose weight

as a metaphor

in reality I wanted to become the person

that I felt I had to become and up to here

just that I wanted to become one

immediately the time it was supposed to

pass between that me so imperfect

that I was then and that average slice that

of course it would have been in the future

it was a time that had to pass the most

as fast as possible

it was a useless time once

distressing empty time

contrary to the time of photography

photography fills the time for me

when you have a camera at the

neck every moment is potentially a

dense moment of important significance

and unrepeatable

strong of this of this instrument

the machine’s own material

photographic but also mental

I left for e plate since 2006

palace residence francisci which is one

of the main centers in Italy for the

treatment of eating disorders

and yet I remember that it comes

organized this plenary meeting with

all operators and doctors

patients I remember these twenty pairs of

eyes that looked at me in terror

because it was a stranger, and most importantly the

strange with a camera

on the other hand I was terrified how much

in fact, after having spoken in short

presented and so on for a week

ten days did not dare to

do not even take a picture

in return, spending time with the

girls watched television played

cards

I learned how to make hideous shops

knit but until one day

he came to this girl told me

paganism these photos when you start to

them

and then I started this project that

to the title of days odd days from

a piece of ludovico einaudi that

I listened at the time obsessively and

at the time I did not even know it

photography nor that this work would be

lasted more than three years that they

photography would have become mine

profession or even that in substance

this work would have been more than one

simple craft but it would have been too

for me it is a form of understanding of

myself and therapy sometimes I call it

I do not know if it happens to you, but it’s me

it happened that we were there

of meetings in my working life

and they are not however say work

that have marked important points

of my journey one of these meetings

it was the one with simona simona

met in 2008 at palazzo francisci

where she had been hospitalized and roma summer

toa I see the center full slowly

of patients and simona at the beginning i

hit by its physicality was high and

still very beautiful this hair

thick black these huge eyes and

skinny skinny skinny to death recall

he was always sitting on the sidelines and also

the other patients are as if they were struggling

road approaching her there was something in it

this halo of extreme suffering that

he wore on him that attracted and

rejected the attention speak to the

same time I put myself different

days before deciding to approach it

and ask her if she wanted to get one

photograph and she replied with that

firmness that sweetness that over the years

then I learned to know he said yes

but not today tomorrow and I wish you

imagine something beautiful

ok spend the rest of the day a

try to think what I could do with

nice in that situation

the next morning I wake up and stop me

from a florist and bought lilies

because in a kind of greeting

I wished that from his long arms

gnarled some point could

bloom of flowers and this was it

the beginning of a friendship that soon

it will be on its tenth anniversary

in the meantime I have not stopped

photographing myself was like this

looking out of me forced me

violently somehow to look

so many things inside me again

I thought I knew about me I had to

see them again and change it and thanks to

this work

after these three four years of work

on eating disorders I felt that the

push that had led me to work

on this subject it was running out and

enters a phase of tremendous

confusion in the meantime photography

mine had become my job

profession asked me if he wanted to

going to the gaza strip is like this

taken from the enthusiasm and the confusion

he says yes without thinking about it and in the bow

literally of a few days me

I found myself in a war zone

I was terrified again I did not know that

what to expect

maybe it is not quite prepared to

go there for active hop from a thought I

I was the first woman of mine

family not having lived the war

my grandmother my grandmothers have lived the

before and the second world war

my mother was born at the end of the

World War II I had only one

heard about it

yet from a while as if this

history did not even flow into the DNA of the

my family and in my own

so I decided to work not on the first

line therefore not to document the first

line but stay home stay at home

with women and see what normality

if there was a normality but which

normality one could aspire into one

situation of a conflict like this

heinous and so long term as

the Palestinian Israeli conflict

I thought if he was looking for a familiarity if

He was looking for a match with mine

life and with my experience

I could have found it everywhere it kneaded

look for it and so for example with obi wan

he lost everything during the operation

lead melted military operation

Israeli in 2009 had lost the house

he had lost a 9-year-old son and brien

was killed and has a year away

the first time I met her again

he lived with the other five children and the

husband in a tent in the place where

he stood in the evening under his house

we could think it was there I’m one

of the most distant women like

cultural background as life choices

religion we speak of we spoke languages

different

children all you can

imagine no

and instead cuba does I find it very well

I went to visit him many many times in the

course of these years like

he found at home the admiration was one

person is an extremely person

strong if there is one thing I learned

from these trips from this trip is

been a while to abandon a series of

stereotypes I had about others

on the other but also on me the most

sometimes it happened to me where

he thought he was finding differences

insurmountable

in reality I found great ones

fast forward likeness 2015 itself

thing in kenya at a certain point meeting

natasha natasha a Kenyan girl from

13 years at the time

what could I ever have in common

with this girl

I met her in a school at an encore

a few hours drive from nairobi

where she had been had she sought refuge afterwards

be escaped from mutilation

genital from his family that he wanted

practice genital mutilation for

then as often happens in these countries

usually marry her to a man but

also much older than her and

natasha had escaped then it was over

living the streets of the Nairobi and then it was

was taken by a family who had it

taking service but in reality it was more

a slave that it is a real

his own domestic collaborator came

harassed molested and so on

even precisely it did not come did not come

saved and brought within this

school that has a section for them

little girls who run away from home and

thatcher was very interested in me

learned a bit in English on the street and

so he had decided to take the

task of being my guide

inside the school and followed me

everywhere he showed me everything and wanted

know everything that I did like

how raffa to be a photographer like the

travel and so on then once

returned to Italy has decided to pay the

school fees

in short, it can be said that I bring the

I work at home but it’s a fortune it’s a

huge privilege when I was 18 years old

I wanted to be a singer like that

enrolled in a course with sainkho

namtchylak who is a Siberian singer

of the republic of tuva really you

I love very much and the second third

young seminar I went to her very high

or the fabric to become a singer

I can do it I looked twenty years

and he told me something that sounds a bit like

you Westerners always think

only to the result and maria il

path and I was very bad

clearly, in fact, even today

I remember perfectly that day

I do not know if I understood exactly what

He wanted to tell me but I never am

forgot maybe slowly I started

to understand it thanks to my work

my work forces me to look

it forces me to look at others

forces me to look does not allow me to

stay as I told you inside

stereotypes I had that either willy o

lent on the other and on me and maybe

maybe all these women I have

known wafa natascha simona e

many others are pieces of

the one I wanted as a teenager

become and perhaps the story of mine

work is a very small piece too

of the history of my slow slow

healing thanks

[Applause]

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