Charlotte Dumas spent a few months in the spring of 2006 living in a tiny rooftop accommodation in Palermo, overlooking the city. The photographer became fascinated with a pack of stray dogs hanging around the park across the street, watching them lazing in the shade or listening to their barking at night. Over time, she became familiar with different packs of dogs, each with their own territory in the old parts of town. They roamed around the harbour and in the street markets, circling the butcher stands. At night she found them curled up in cardboard boxes that were left for them, gentle and humble. For her, the dogs evoke thoughts about temporality and what it means to belong.
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