The Roots of the Stone Pines

  • Dates
    2022 - Ongoing
  • Author
  • Topics Portrait, Landscape, Documentary
  • Location Rome, Italy

“The Roots of the Stone Pines (and other familiar trees)” is a visual study of family, nurture and nature, a holistic ethnography of the severed branches and of the deep roots.

With this project I am creating a narrative around my family and my hometown and exploring the idea of nature vs nurture. As someone that has moved away from the places and people of their childhood, I am interested in questioning how my upbringing still influences me and how much of it I have left behind to create my own identity.

The projects is a way to analyse the consequences of growing up in a specific space and in a specific family, facing the traumas (generational and personal), the unresolved tensions, the mourning and the unsaid.

How deep do the roots run? how tall does the tree grow?

The pines and the other trees, are a metaphor for the stability and safety of the hometown/family, the forest an unmovable codependent community that limits the individual as much as it preserves and grounds it. Some plants do need uprooting to thrive, but what is the cost? What remains of the original soil? What remains in the forest of the eradicated plant?

© Emanuele Moi - Image from the The Roots of the Stone Pines photography project
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I have always felt that the place I was born existed as a sort of laminal space where life somehow happened but time did not pass. A desolation of lost hopes of the dream the city had tried to be and the corruption that plagues it

© Emanuele Moi - A portrait of my brother
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A portrait of my brother

© Emanuele Moi - History is unescapable and sometimes holds us down as much as it enriches us
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History is unescapable and sometimes holds us down as much as it enriches us

© Emanuele Moi - A severed tree in the pinewood
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A severed tree in the pinewood

© Emanuele Moi - My grandma holding a portrait of my mum
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My grandma holding a portrait of my mum

© Emanuele Moi - The pinewood
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The pinewood

© Emanuele Moi - The branches cannot but reach for the sun
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The branches cannot but reach for the sun

© Emanuele Moi - The sea and the woods were the places I escaped to as a kid
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The sea and the woods were the places I escaped to as a kid

© Emanuele Moi - My uncle
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My uncle

© Emanuele Moi - The ruins of our grandiose past that still haunts us, a reminder that our peak will always be behind us.
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The ruins of our grandiose past that still haunts us, a reminder that our peak will always be behind us.