Claudia Borgia

Small shrewdnesses.

Rome 2019 - 2020

One day in August 2019 I saw Miro for the first time. Slender, she walked towards me among the stones and with her arms outstretched she tried to keep her balance. Nearby, a plant made the same gesture.
“What can I do within my means, with the body that I have?” Miro once explained to me that it was on his chest that he felt his male part strongly. With his hand resting there, he told me that his body had changed as he started following the head and achieved the desired androgyny. His concept of beauty did not correspond to that of others: the round face of well-being, the reassuring prosperous breasts, the voluminous hair and then the floral skirt, the smile of circumstance. “All fake things” he said.

Then the lockdown closes us. The liminoid space becomes materially home. Time slows down. Miro begins to speak in the male, experiences his new name and his body changes again. “It is as if they were many small shrewdnesses to find my shape as a human being”. A journey, that of Miro, which is still in progress.

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