giovedì 6 novembre 2014







"In a drop of Blood"

I love the color of blood , the fluidity and the one that is able to transmit , 
is intimate, is a connection. Life and death at the same time .
For me to imagine the blood flowing is like comparing the passage of time ,
 the fact of represent the blood in the photo, is a way to lock it , to stop the time.
 I use it often , and I find it fascinating , every time.
I am a person who tends to be sensitive, and all that is around me, 
I feel amplified.
My sister lives and perceive my own feelings 
( and in this case the blood is a material connection and abstract ) 
she can read my soul , and she knows that I hide from the world out there to protect me, 
we protect each other.
I think that people who mark your heart are the ones who understand you , 
that make you good and evil at the same time, 
the ones that you feel even when you are not there.
My mood is marked  in relation to what is around me , 
it's my way of life photography, see the world without limitations,
as it should be , not as they see it all.
In addition to my sister and photography, 
there isn't a particular person or thing that distinguishes me positively or negatively , 
are a variation of things , which are mixed together. 
I can say that through this series of photos, shines the most important part of me, 
suffering and melancholy , which I love and hate.
This is mainly due to the melancholy thought of having to live in a wrong world, 
living a reality that does not belong to you, accept and live there. 
To escape , I try to talk to someone or something out there that sees the world as I see it , and the only way to communicate is possible through contact with the surreal , 
telling dark fairy tales, and dreams. I use photography as a bridge between reality and imagination. Because the dream world and  fantastic , is a world extremely serious, 
more real than reality . And ' everything that I can not write .
My real life is not here, it's in a fairy tale , out there in nature, in a drop of blood.



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