Me and Mr. Eggleston (and our tricycles)

I can swear and, I believe, you are capable of not believing that in 2018 in Paranapiacaba (SP-Brazil) I took this photograph of the top of the diptych I was already aware of this iconic photo by William Eggleston (which is mentioned in the literature as “Untitled, Tricycle and Memphis, 1970”), but I did notContinue reading “Me and Mr. Eggleston (and our tricycles)”

[for the sake of mundane geometry]

The streets of our cities are an inexhaustible source of possibilities for photography. They are capable of changing the mood of photographers for the better. I come from this magic potion almost every time, carefree, I wander the streets where I prefer neighborhoods on the outskirts of cities. They don’t have the glamor of thinContinue reading “[for the sake of mundane geometry]”

an air of mystery…

The black and white photograph for me is this: they are pictures with an air of mystery, of tension in the air. Mystery and tension suspended in the air as if in a micro second a posteriori there would be an explosion or another sudden change and everything would become different from this previous instant.Continue reading “an air of mystery…”

Emparelhamento palavra-fotografia (Word-photography pairing)

Inspirado num artigo escrito por Geoff Dyer chamado ‘forma: palavra + fotografia’ e publicado pela revista Zum em maio de 2014 encontrei ressonância para um aspecto de grande relevância para mim na fotografia que é ‘casamento da palavra com a fotografia’ ou da ‘fotografia com a palavra’. Para mim muitas vezes há, aí, um intercâmbioContinue reading “Emparelhamento palavra-fotografia (Word-photography pairing)”

The power of photography: time, ephemerality and memory

Oh !, time … time, that damn-blessed inexorable variable … inevitable, unshakable, inflexible, relentless, unspeakable variable … the time that denies everything and erases everything … the time that yellow the love letter leaf kept so long in a drawer … forgotten there, but not from time, to time … time that wears out loveContinue reading “The power of photography: time, ephemerality and memory”

….cats: how not to like them?!?!

Even in times of quarantine and social isolation as I live in a very little neighborhood (low traffic of cars and people) I have been making my walks almost daily. I usually walk from 1 ½ hours to 2 hours. Always wearing a mask, but I don’t make contact with anyone.