What happens when stories are finally told?

During a week Nuno roamed an elderly home.

He interviewed these people, photographed them, and asked them to share their momentary focus in life.

“I had the belief that I was invading people’s spaces, and therefor felt like I was asking them a favour. The more time I spent there, the more I noticed an appreciation for my presence. In fact, the first linear observation that I made was that the older the people were, the more time I spent with them, and the ‘harder’ it became to leave.”

Nuno created a performance where he puzzled together different portraits. Much like these portraits you could hear the voices of the elderly inhabiting the fields, their stories entangled, forming one unanimous narrative.

The start of each performance was introduced with the following words:

“This building was built 50 years ago, by and for the rich, they lived isolated and wanted no contact with others. Since 5 years this has changed, the people who live inside now want to show themselves to the rest of the world, I would hereby like to present these people to you”.

There were the spectators in the grass field, watching the stories of these people, and right behind them, the spectators on their balconies, watching their story being told.