Having grown up split between two cultures, I lived with the myth and memory of my parents’ homeland, Portugal, and the reality of the land where I was born and in which I grew up, Canada. Increasingly, questions of identity, belonging and displacement have riddled my creative process. “Who are you? Where do you come from? Where do you belong?” As I continue my career as an artist, the answers to these questions form the core of my practice as a displaced person, the outsider. I am the awkward mime looking at two cultures, not completely at ease in either of them. As a sentinel of time, the mime walks the tightrope between reality and dream, on the edge of two worlds.
Having grown up split between two cultures, I lived with the myth and memory of my parents’ homeland, Portugal, and the reality of the land where I was born and in which I grew up, Canada. Increasingly, questions of identity, belonging and displacement have riddled my creative process. “Who are you? Where do you come from? Where do you belong?” As I continue my career as an artist, the answers to these questions form the core of my practice as a displaced person, the outsider. I am the awkward mime looking at two cultures, not completely at ease in either of them. As a sentinel of time, the mime walks the tightrope between reality and dream, on the edge of two worlds.