In Daniel González’s evocative photographs, nude women inherit the earth, roaming wildly through streams and fields of wheat.
González’s work relies upon an allegorical bond between the woman and earth; here, female creative energy seems to fuel the growth of grass, the rippling of water. Like peaceful warriors of some forgotten matriarchal society, women—in groups of two, five, six—paint crosses on their chests with mud and clasp each other’s tender hands, participating in a seemingly sacred ritual. As they rest their naked bodies side by side, time slows to a halt, the days bleeding into night in accordance with their will and impulses alone. Like heroines from an Adrienne Rich poem, these fertile creatures exist untamed by the male gaze, taking pleasure from nature’s ripened bounty.