La mirada de Lita Bosch

by Maike Moncayo,

Lita Bosch’s photographs are born from intimacy. Be it her own, which she records with a nostalgic gaze, or that which she shares with her models when shooting them, what transcends the formal barriers between the analogue diary and the studio portrait, is a search for the singularities that remind you of a place, a moment, a face.

Lita Bosch is 25 years old and was born in Catalonia, where she currently works. But her photographic eye has travelled Buenos Aires, London and New York, from where she brings us intimate memories, self-explorations, and the emotional subtext of everything that passes in front of her visor.

Her latest exhibition “La brisa del cabo”, which she opened at 33/45 Gallery in Barcelona, ​​is a great opportunity to review some of her most precious images.

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# Self bathroom:

This is my first analogue self-portrait. In January 2010, I was spending a few days in Athens before starting off a new episode in Buenos Aires.

I remember being struck by the light coming through that window in the bathroom every morning. I showered before going to the airport, but it was a premeditated shower. I prepared the tripod, frame, focus and timer. At the end I told my friend, who entered, pressed and left. After 10 seconds the camera made a shot.

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# Girl bus:

Daniela – my Mexican friend living in Buenos Aires. We studied together at the University during and planned endless trips together that never took place. In my last week before returning to Barcelona we promised to make a one-day getaway to Punta del Indio, a delta beside the River Plate. Woke up early, she slept the whole trip. I love the serenity of the moment, everything seemed so perfect. Minutes after taking the picture Daniela woke amidst a big summer storm. The bus dropped us off at our destination. We spent an hour hidden under a straw umbrella until the sun returned with the terrifying heat of a summer day. Soaked and drained we decided to return to Buenos Aires. As we wanted to buy tickets we realized that we had no cash, forcing us to hitchhike for hours under the sun. Finally an old fisherman rescued us and brought us back to the city. I am so sorry, that I don’t have a photo of that journey back home. Daniela slept in the co-pilot’s seat all the way back.

 

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# Portrait painting:

This is one of my first portraits in the studio. Then there was a wide variety of references, I only had eyes for Julia Hetta. With Raquel we wanted to emulate something, something of that light seen in Scandinavian portraits. A year later I was still infatuated with her gaze every time I see this picture. My style in lighting and retouching has evolved and I would love to return to the original of this portrait, just to see what it would be like now, as a personal exercise. Unfortunately I cannot because I deleted the original file by accident. It hurts, yet I like not being able to reinterpret it.

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# Portrait Smoke:

Estel is something like my muse. I started with her a few years ago taking portraits outdoors without any pretence. She is an actress and loves to create characters.

A couple of months ago she spontaneously dropped by my studio. She was very accelerated, with a frantic rhythm in her body. I pulled out the camera and started shooting while she was smoking a cigarette and drinking coffee. This picture to me is something like a break in her later accelerated, a brief moment of rest.

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# Sweater:

In January I moved back to my town, for economic reasons and against my will. I like living here, but knowing that it is a mere transit towards a goal.

This picture was taken on my first Sunday there. I hardly stop at home during the week, Sunday is the day of restructuring. It was the first day that I could begin to understand my home. See the daylight pass reflecting off the walls.

In January I moved back to my town, for economic reasons and against my will. I like living here, but knowing that it is a mere transit towards a goal.

This picture was taken on my first Sunday there. I hardly stop at home during the week, Sunday is the day of restructuring. It was the first day that I could begin to understand my home. See the daylight pass reflecting off the walls.

 

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Maike Moncayo Barcelona Editor