Marina Lauar is a Brazilian visual artist. Born in 1993, in the interior of the state of Minas Gerais, she was never able to dissociate herself from art as an emotional tool. Today she is torn between photography and motherhood, understanding herself and the world differently.
She develops her artwork in Fine Art Photography, where she uses a pictorial language to construct of her narratives. As a plural artist she appropriates elements that expand formal photography and allow the mix of printed photography with other gestures and techniques. She finds in the portrait an appropriate field for her discussions and critical reflection, which she builds through minimalist and potent images. Her research currently circulates between the deconstruction of already rooted stereotypes and her own self-perception.
ABOUT THE INDWELLING FEMALE SPIRIT
It is not about the body, nor oppression, nor about nature alone; it's about the soul, about the female spirit that inhabits us. I crossed crooked paths, as did every woman I know, and every woman I didn't know because of the ephemerality of life. The ancestors. I seek each one spiritually, seeking to honor word and silence, a muffled scream for the enormous burden of being a woman. Social, aesthetic, poetic. There is no life without a woman. This is also a burden. Female archetypes are present in every being. The woman is the mother of the unconscious and creative force of the world and what is. Here I find myself faced with weight and lightness. The commission of creation, the divine burden. Under the condescending gaze that infringes me, I turn to those who do not admit me as a force. As a goddess. I'm here trying to describe what it's like to be a woman to me. I have in photography my way of poetizing the womanhood of each one. I make the body of these women my canvas, which I put before me. I try to transcend the agony; I try not to believe that I can't; I try to transgress. I challenge myself to breed out of this captivity. Immaterialize the oppressions and materialize the naked and exposed soul deity where I can see. I dispute the softness imposed on us as a passive thing. I refute the vulnerability imposed as something that makes us dependent. I resist the passivity imposed as something that takes away the verb.