Photobook

concentrate on what we have
and learn to breathe again.

Life is precious,
but it isn‘t always easy.
Sometimes we feel the pressure on our shoulders
It is dragging us down.
there are days when we loose hope
forget how to breath
We get tired of trying
over and over again
without seeing any results.
Then we have to take a break
Focus on ourselves,
concentrate on what we have
and learn to breathe again.
This is life
It is challenging us
reminding us where we came from
and where we want to go
offering many paths
but giving us the final decision on where to head next
Life is shaping our personality from day one until the end.

There are days when we just want to move,
shake it all of and scream it out loud on the top of our lungs.
This is when we feel alive.

SOmetimes we capture
the moment.
everything stands still.
no movement,
simply frozen in time.
With our head in the
clouds.

... And sometimes all we wanna do is disappear
Let‘s run away,
become invisible

Where
will
all
this
lead
us to?

Every now and then
faith is leaving us alone
we feel exhausted and tired
we start to wonder
where all this will lead us to?
We‘re feeling weak and helpless
Caught insight our heads
We start to doubt ourselves
Not ready to deal
with all the things we have to do
How are we supposed to work this out?
We‘re feeling powerless
and too small to carry
the weight of our responsibilities
on our shoulders

We scream and we shout.
We cry and we laugh.
We get confused.
We loose faith.
We love and we trust.
We dance the night away.
We fall and get back up again.
We make mistakes and learn from them.
And sometimes we are afraid of what may come.
This is life.
This is humanity.
A mystery and a beautiful miracle.

Humanitas.
From hūmānus (“human”) + -tās.
Noun. | hūmānitās f (genitive hūmānitātis); third declension
- humanity, human nature | culture, civilization
Human.
Adjective. | of or typical of people
Noun. | a man, woman, or child | also: human being
- We are only humans. we‘re not perfect, we make mistakes.
Huma.
Irian legend | the bird of fortune
• The huma bird is never coming to rest.
- Neither does humanity.
• Is said to be phoenix-like, consuming itself in fire every few hundred years,
only to rise anew from the ashes.
- Will humanity Do the same?
Nita.
Name. | hebrew = Grace | indian = Moral, faithful | spanish = God‘s gift of grace
- Can we be identified with these values?
Vocabulary. | cebuano language = Our
- We build humanity. All together.
It is a result of our actions.

IADE - Creative University
Summer Term 2019
Photography and Trends
Humanitas.
Andrea Pisari
20180986
Model: Mariana Carvalho
Photos, Design and Text:
Andrea Pisari