The rural people in Tuscia, work their land as they always did All small gestures reflect an ancient culture. The countryside and the town itself are full of ancient mysteries. The volcanic lake draws the stars close to the beaches so everyone can touch them. Etruscan souls sleep in the vine yards. Their songs can be heard at night, when the nightingales sing between the cypress trees. There is a resonance between this and other worlds. A memory of eternal ideas persists and keeps the land in it’s embrace. It’s kiss a sacred seal.
Margrieta was born under Northern skies, in the Netherlands. She has lived and worked in the Netherlands, Italy, Algeria, the Caribbean, Chile, Portugal and Romania. During her biology studies with a major in philosophy at Wageningen (the Netherlands), Margrieta started with a variety of studies in bronze casting, painting, etching and ceramics. Her work embraces poetry, sculpture, but her main creative outlet is photography. Loving and using anything analogue from 35mm to a wholeplate camera. You can find her photography books here: www.margrij.com/dagdroombookseditions.
