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Look at me

Look at me Picture taken at Holi Festival in Barcelona. A boy is kissing his girl, the girl is looking at the camera. ...

Blue

Blue About public photography The history of photography is punctuated by a series of dualistic controversies (eg. pictorial versus documentary photography, Candid versus Posed, B&W versus Colour, Painting versus Photography). These controversies are after all variant of the old debate about the relationship between Photography and Art. Interestingly many of the great photographers (ex: HCB) produced contradictory statements about these controversies. However fidelity to appearances and the dependence on a machine did not stop Photography from being considered as art - after a fight with about a century. So many of the controversies mentioned above seeems now obsolete. Nevertheless there are occasionally those who rise again the same old questions. Photographs are a grammar of each photographer. So they must express a single way of seeing. So everyone should be free to express themselves without being subjected to restrictive definitions. I’d rather just say that my photos are made in the streets and with people. I´m not submitted to definitions that can prevent me from doing what I feel. Photos made on the street are documents, but the their interest increases when images also have a narrative and a possible story or enigma that surprises us. And when this happens the photo is more than a only a descriptive document (such as photojournalism usually do). Strictly documentary images of the streets of a city are “too credible to be true” and do not motivate me. Photographers are not limited to see the world as it is; They should create interest through new visual decisions. As we know some purists argue that Street Photography must be made exclusively, surreptitiously, in absentia of the subject’s authorization (not to modify reality and the normal flow of events), but others are more tolerant and have a broader concept of the art. I think that, even in candid shots, reality is in some way also modified. Because the edges of the frame separate two worlds (what is included and what is excluded), and it´s this separation that creates the magical world of photography, it turns out to be always different from what really happened. On the last 20 years artists across the world are pulling and refreshing the traditional definition of Street Photography. The dynamic between photographer and the urban carnival is changing. For example there are more deliberate encounters instead of candid moments – such as in the case of urban portraiture. And not only photos in public places but also inside people´s home – as Diane Arbus did. Because inside the houses it is also one aspect of the way of life in the cities. And we are talking about city life. I do not like overediting and so I'm not doing it. I just make small adjustments of available tools such as tone curve, shadows or whites - as with the analog era when did dodge and burn during darkroom processing. However I keep an open attitude to anyone who brings new ideas. A changing attitude is essential to providing the necessary evolution in street photography - in fact inherent to any kind of art. The genre is stagnating. But to be alive and develop we must accept some changes. Perhaps we are facing a new dawn for street photography. Photography like any other art is a huge space where fit all kinds of genres and where there are no fixed standards of evaluation or canonical tradition. An area of freedom and tolerance. ...

Monsoon Steps

Monsoon Steps A woman wading her way through a waterlogged street of Kolkata. ...

Blue Buildings

Blue Buildings Buildings in Canary Wharf, London. ...

Inside my pink world

Inside my pink world This photo was taken in one of the small villages I visited while crossing the Atacama Desert. This little girl was sitting on the porch of her house timidly crying. ...

Dream

Dream One morning in the train ...

Three

Three Modern Love XXI: We Three Are - by George Meredith We three are on the cedar-shadowed lawn; My friend being third. He who at love once laughed, Is in the weak rib by a fatal shaft Struck through, and tells his passion's bashful dawn And radiant culmination, glorious crown, When 'this' she said: went 'thus': most wondrous she. Our eyes grow white, encountering that we are three, Forgetful; then together we look down. But he demands our blessing; is convinced That words of wedded lovers must bring good. We question; if we dare! or if we should! And pat him, with light laugh. We have not winced. Next, she has fallen. Fainting points the sign To happy things in wedlock. When she wakes, She looks the star that thro' the cedar shakes: Her lost moist hand clings mortally to mine. ...

Blue Umbrella

Blue Umbrella Lucena City, Philippines ...

 

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