Can we mimic/emulate/imitate/copy (or just try to) great masters in photography? I guess so…

I’m (almost) absolutely sure you won’t believe it: I never seek to mimic/emulate (or using a uglier word in this case: imitate, copy) photographs of great masters (of all of us photographers, I believe), but this ghost (if it’s really a ghost he’s a good one) chases me….even though, premeditatedly (this is another thing IContinue reading “Can we mimic/emulate/imitate/copy (or just try to) great masters in photography? I guess so…”

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…”

EXILE

One of the great challenges and dilemmas of photography is “transforming an intangible feeling into something tangible”, with the intention of showing how we, fragile and imperfect human beings, are and how we respond to our concerns, desires and dreams. The act of not traveling, imposed on contemporary life in this pandemic period, brings meContinue reading “EXILE”

Why I love William Christenberry’s photographic work

I don’t know if you, like me, are fans of photography work by Stephen Shore (born 1947 in New York-USA), an American photographer famous for his photographs – as many critics say – “of objects, everyday scenes or banal, and for pioneering the use of color in artistic photography “. Without a doubt, Stephen Shore’sContinue reading “Why I love William Christenberry’s photographic work”

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.