Some girls always knew they’d have to clear the way, machete in hand. Know of loss before it occurred, forced to feel resignation, draw romanticism out of a perverse game. As if one’s story wasn’t what you lived but how you deal with what you live.

Some girls are different or the same as how they appear in the images. They’re women and girls, but here they’re some girls. (The gender isn’t the burden, some girls appear different in these images, some are themselves.) In these images the cold can be felt and a certain apathy. The posture of a hand can be seen. A certain scream that catches your eye. An action is perceived and announced. The strength of the gesture, in a vulnerable state can be read.

The same happens with songs you’ve sung, with lyrics that become yours and you experience them almost in your skin. That’s what happens with Lestido’s photographs. The more I feel, the more I see. The more I live, the more I see in them.

Some girls, the exhibition of Adriana Lestido’s work at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Buenos Aires, has a selection of women from all the artist’s previous series, with well-known images and some unedited vintage copies, made at the time. The exhibition can be seen until May 1st at MACBA - Av. San Juan 328.

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