"Rawt" is a word so unorthodox, misspelled, discordant and theoretically unidentified, as the project titled after it endeavours to be. Indiscreet, unplanned, loud and arrogant photos, with a naughty, irritating use of flash. Untuned, misplaced and unbalanced frames, are definitely not recommended to anyone suffering from a compulsive disorder. A reality without make-up on, unretouched, so savage that it feels completely innocent, pointing to past decades; to those first or last testing clicks on film. To those photos that never made it to family photo albums, but have been kept in envelopes or put away in dusty drawers, among other trivial evidence which proves that real life is not what is hanging in a silver frame on the wall. Photos you come across and enter a raw, primitive world and charming in its being so; in its very impertinence. You enter Rawt.