I AM FIRE
Bielatowicz’s Milpa is a story that grew out of a meeting.
almost four years, the author made return trips
to Central America,
tracing the footsteps of people whose life is deeply rooted in the
local tradition, to produce
a testament to its vitality. At the same
time, he witnessed the changes it underwent – the avarice
the small communities consume the Western pop culture, the
helplessness of being flooded by things “made in
He visited towns and reached villages located high among the mountains.
He was there where important religious
festivities took place. He kept
company with those who cared about the regular, everyday things
for the shrine
to be adorned with fresh flowers, for the tasty pancakes
to be ready for dinner, for the fuel for the fire.
This gallery represents a selection of large-format portraits of
persons the author met while traveling through Mexico.
sometimes holding props, they testify to the questions the author
wrestled with while looking at their reality.
Does the fact that you
can make a living enacting a tradition help sustain it? What will the
word be worth when
the material world around it changes? Is the
withering of the link between man and nature only a passing state?
can facial features preserve something that’s immortal?
In the Nahuatl language, milpa means a plot of corn. All cultures use
PAUZA Gallery in Cracow (Poland); opening: 22.11.2012, 7:00 pm