This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.
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Frost and Sun
This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.
150 EUR each 2/4 available
to buy: yanezlata@gmail.com
Frost and Sun
This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.
This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.
150 EUR each 2/4 available
to buy: yanezlata@gmail.com
NORWAY TWENTY TWENTY-FOUR
An escape from physical reality into a digital one, which, in turn, collapses under its own imperfections—technology fails to perceive physical objects as unified and alive, breaking their wholeness apart and rigidly following the algorithm embedded within it.
An escape from physical reality into a digital one, which, in turn, collapses under its own imperfections—technology fails to perceive physical objects as unified and alive, breaking their wholeness apart and rigidly following the algorithm embedded within it.
Quite hour
I applied images that connect me to my childhood onto a flannel blanket—a cultural element that I associate with safety and the feeling of protection in my family home. The layering of images on top of one another, followed by their concealment within the duvet cover fabric, reflects not only warm childhood memories but also the experiences of many generations contained within a single object.
Sewing is a traditionally feminine craft that unites generations in my family, passing knowledge from elders to younger ones. It is an act of care for loved ones and, at times, a means of sustaining the family during particularly challenging periods. The process of sewing together fosters connection, linking generations through shared creation.
In this series, I reflected on the phenomenon of total urban development. As part of my research, I wandered through Google Maps, exploring the construction sites of Murino—perhaps the best example of parasitic urban expansion. Behind these high-rises, the traces of human presence are lost, and the labor of workers is devalued. That’s why, in this series, I chose to focus specifically on the people working on the construction site.
450 EUR
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Murino 2009
In this series, I reflected on the phenomenon of total urban development. As part of my research, I wandered through Google Maps, exploring the construction sites of Murino—perhaps the best example of parasitic urban expansion. Behind these high-rises, the traces of human presence are lost, and the labor of workers is devalued. That’s why, in this series, I chose to focus specifically on the people working on the construction site.
450 EUR
to buy: yanezlata@gmail.com
55°55'44.6"N 37°51'10.0"E (2023)
This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.
This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.
450 EUR
to buy: yanezlata@gmail.com
55°55'44.6"N 37°51'10.0"E (2023)
This series is the result of my reflections on involuntary domestic escapism. I've always thought that decorating reality is not just a way to escape problems but also a remarkable skill to see beauty in the most ordinary things. As a child, I used to cover my school notebooks with stickers to make boring lessons a little more bearable. Now, I decorate the courtyards of my childhood with glitter, beads, and bows—in an attempt to transform my memories of reality and perhaps make peace with them a little.