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Nuria Belastegui

Nuria Belastegui

I’m a teacher and independent researcher living on the West Coast of Canada. I’m interested in the intersections between art and literature.

So many unanswered questions

1 min readOct 2, 2020
Francesca Woodman, “Untitled, Rome, Italy” (1977–78)

“She asked herself what she wanted to do with her life. She left the question unanswered; it hung in the air before her swinging slightly like a pendulum.” Nawal el-Saadawi, Two Women in One

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“These things arrived from my grandmother’s. They make me think about where I fit in this odd geometry of time.” Francesca Woodman, Some Disordered Internal Geometries

An old abandoned building and a young woman in a long black dress standing against one of its crumbling walls, pulling her hair up with one hand, while the other hand hangs limply along her side, or maybe she is hanging by her hair, not holding herself up, but being held in suspension, swinging slightly, like a pendulum. And then there’s the unanswered questions — why this room? why this pose? what is the meaning? is there a meaning beyond the image forming itself in front of our eyes? where does she fit within this room’s odd geometry? So many unknowns — even her body is a dangling question mark.

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Nuria Belastegui
Nuria Belastegui

Written by Nuria Belastegui

I’m a teacher and independent researcher living on the West Coast of Canada. I’m interested in the intersections between art and literature.