July 29, 2008
>High Flight / Vuelo Alto
The high sky, another world, another beautifull world. So distant, so close. "Up there in the distance sat beauty, too distant to touch, too close to comprehend." High Flight is the name of one of the best poems ever witten about flying, made by John Gillespie Maguee Jr. during the II WW. "...and, while with silent, lifting mind I’ve trod the high unsurpassed sanctity of space, put out my hand, and touched the face of God." Various series L & H R
July 19, 2008
>Attractive Chaos / Caos atractivo
When you walk through a city with your camera, you feel like a Columbus. Everything is set up for discovery. Mexico City, one of the three biggest cities in the planet. Chaotic moments have also their attraction. The man walks as he talks on the phone, close to the wall trying to get away from the noise. People walk by a puddle were some throw their trash, indifferent to it, barely seeing it, enough to go around it. A man stands outside a miscellaneous store, parked beside a Do not Park sign, eating what he has just bought, maybe his only meal of the day; next to the Coca Cola and Pepsi signs there is a discrete, in contrast, AA sign (Alcoholic Anonymous). A street closed to the Market, where the seller of a stand wears a plastic bag all over his head, what is he thinking? does he want to die, is he asphyxiating? A bus stop: a man looks into the road, in a hurry to catch the bus; a young man passes by carrying his worries; an old man pushing his ice cream cart, selling a treat the same way he used to do 50 or more years ago, the cars zooming by his side; a skinny man just in front, next to an advertisement portraying a delicious, perfect cheese, looks into the ice cream man completely indifferent, like he has seen that image so many times. A sidewalk full of illegal, ambulant, non taxpaying stands with pirate movies, cds, software, were at times there are so many people that one can barely walk through; the road packed with cars that don't move. Photography emphasizes and lets you dwell in the contrasts and ironies of life. 11/03 Ciudad de Mexico serie. L R
Views of Mexico City / Vistas de la Ciudad de Mexico
> Metropolitan Cathedral / Catedral Metropolitana
The Metropolitan Cathedral in Mexico City is at the Zocalo, the central square, a huge space occupied by history, people and movement. You can have a spiritual cleansing made by an Aztec shaman dancer, who is saving money to buy a golden Rolex watch, or just dreaming about it. You can also find people sitting outside the cathedral fence, with a written add before them looking for a job, doing nothing as they wait; and who says you need much to start a business: have a delicious grilled corncob with mayonnaise and pepper, made on a supermarket cart. Here you are promised to leave awed, not without an impression. 11/03 Catedral Metropolitana serie. L R
July 18, 2008
> Helmut Newton and a friend / Helmut Newton y un amigo
I love picturing mirrors. It's as if things look different seen through them, always as if things changed color, or place. Even looking into the rear view mirror while driving, or stopped at a traffic light, it all seems more interesting, in a different light, as if seen through a video camera, like a movie. This pictures are Helmut Newton like, taken with another subject, my friend M. He is the subject, I am the observer, my camera is the witness. Or he is the object, the camera the subject, and I the action. All framed by a real frame: a painting, art. Watch the first photo below, in it at the bottom to the right, looks like there is a small moustached man in black appearing like a ghost in the picture. It is not. 10/03 Casa M. serie. L R
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