>David Nebreda was born in Madrid, Spain, in 1952. When he was 19 years old, he was diagnosed with schizophrenia, which made him decide to seclude himself in a two-room apartment, without any contact with the world outside, not even a radio, a TV, or newspapers. Just him and his camera. Along with this isolation, Nebreda decided not to treat his condition, to become vegetarian, deprive himself from sex, and sometimes submit himself to harsh fasts that have left him in a particularly emaciated state. By doing so, he can meet with an uncanny familiarity, or even friendliness, the nightmarish visions that come in the worst moments of schizophrenia. He has stated that his reality is worse than the one depicted in his photography. And yet, he doesn’t seem to be afraid of it or search for a way to escape from it. Instead, by capturing the torment of those moments through the use of chiaroscuros and his own body –including his own blood–, he embraces those specters and pours them out of himself in the eternity of each photograph.
Fucking hell anons, he is literally the NEET schizo ascetic final boss of photography.
This is the most most brutal photography I have seen in a while. I can't look at these photos for more than few seconds without feeling nauseous. This is like a punch in the fucking gut, the final point were the hyperreal hollywood fetishization of mental illness and the myth of the le tortured artist stops being romantic.

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>https://culturacolectiva.com/photography/david-nebreda-photography-mental-illness