The shots of Marit Beer are dark and mysterious, they tell stories of distant and unknown countries where it is cold, there is silence and the air is humid.
To enter her world you only need to look at her photographs: it seems to be in another reality, isolated, far from the confusion of civilization, among small unattended villages surrounded by wild countryside.
Looking at her shots is like reliving them, is like diving in an uncomfortable world of embroidery and lace, among old fabrics crumpled and faded by time. You can perceive her thoughts and anxieties: the passing of time, the weight of existence and the intimacy of secrets.
Her subjects are authentic but always seem to disappear, they are ghosts that never show themselves in their entirety, impenetrable, enigmatic and disturbing spirits.
The photographs of Marit Beer involve us and drag us away from reality, they are ancient paintings faded by time.
