From my viewfinder to the public
anaphasia
n. the fear that your society is breaking apart into factions that have nothing left in common with each other—each defending their own set of values, referring to their own cult figures, speaking in their own untranslatable language.
Music: From the sea of Changes. Harold Budd (optional)
Since my early age as teenager I have always had the tendency to observe the details of life in general: the people, small street details, insects, broken objects, walls, doors, abandoned houses and the nature world as well. When I discovered the camera at that moment I understood that this was the precise tool I needed to continue on my journey as curious human being in this life. That is when my street photography began.
Around 2022, I came across two fields in photography from the 1970s. They added another layer to my work as a photographer.
These are: Liminal photography: is a type of emotional space that conveys a sense of nostalgia, lostness, and uncertainty. They often lack activity and purpose either because they lay unused or because they are spaces of transition - of becoming instead of being. They connect to the basic human condition of ephemerality, the notion that nothing lasts forever. They become impossible to locate and thus transcend time and place, attaining an eerie otherworldly feeling. A liminal space does not typically feel good. Pictures that feel strangely familiar but uncomfortable.
Topography photography: Photographs of a Man-Altered Landscape emphasises the relationship between man and nature through the documentation of industrial intrusions on land and scenes of suburban sprawl, motels, and parking lots. It explores the relationship between humanity and the environment.
After a while of working on these two new fields I came to the conclusion that the text and music would be can add to the photography as long as it does not describe what we already see in the picture or how the photographer feels about it. Text should be a complement, a channel that conveys an existential feeling to the viewer. The same apply to the suggested music. When it’s done right there is no more viewer or witness, both became the photo itself, it’s about you, if you will.
I am a Toronto based and self-taught b&w film photographer with over 35 years in the field. I had two solo shows in Toronto. My work has been published in Docs Magazine (Finland), Drom Artist Collective magazine (Toronto), and Pixel Magazine (Italy). My photography has been shared and recognized in several social media photographic organizations and groups as well.
Gnossienne
The Awareness That Someone You’ve Known for Years Still Has a Private and Mysterious Inner Life.
Music: Falling In Love Again . Marlene Dietrich (optional)
insoucism
n. the inability to decide how much sympathy your situation really deserves, knowing that so many people have it far worse and others far better, that some people would need years of therapy to overcome what you have, while others would barely think to mention it in their diary that day.
Music: Breathless…1 . Harold Budd & Zeitgeist (optional)
keir
n. an ill-fated attempt to reenact a beloved memory years later, returning to a place that once felt like home, only to find it now feels uncannily off, like walking through a wax museum of your own childhood.
Music: 6 little pieces op.19 . Arnold Schoenberg (optional)
kuebiko
n.a state of exhaustion inspired by senseless tragedies and acts of violence, which force you to abruptly revise your expectations of what can happen in this world, trying to prop yourself up like an old scarecrow, who’s bursting at the seams yet powerless to do anything but stand there and watch.
Music: Fratres for Cello and Piano. Arvo Pärt (optional)
o’erpine
v. Intro.to wander through the grounds of a cemetery, glancing over the gravestones as if you were people-watching the dead, imagining all the things they must have seen and the lives they might have led, trying to conjure up an entire biography from a handful of words and dates etched in granite, with barely more than a single dash to cover the unimaginable vastness of their experience.
Music: Prelude No1. Federico Mompou (optional)
the presence of something indescribable
Music: Wire B/1 . Gurdjieff (optional)
being in a place that no longer exists
Music: Recuerdos. Murcof. (optional)
pax latrina
n. the meditative atmosphere of being alone in a bathroom, sequestered inside your own little isolation booth, enjoying a moment backstage from the razzle-dazzle of public life.
Music: Cold Song. Klaus Nomi (optional)
I am a Toronto based and self-taught b&w film photographer with over 35 years in the field. I had two solo shows in Toronto. My work has been published in Docs Magazine (Finland), Drom Artist Collective magazine (Toronto), and Pixel Magazine (Italy). My photography has been shared and recognized in several social media photographic organizations and groups as well.