From a certain distanceIn those streets, there’s a silent beat, an extinct flow, a rhythm with no cadence. I don’t see any of their faces, maybe because nobody get one. Only jointly places. Unique, dazzling and fugacious. Actually, if you hold up in the middle of this stream and let yourself overwhelm by the flow you can realize that it doesn’t come from anywhere and doesn’t go anywhere. You can only capture it. From a certain distance, realised in Eastern Europe cities, is a on going immersion in the unfolding of urban life. Subjects become objects in situations caught in condensed instants; instants which disappear while you can preserve them, understand them. Immersed in the maelstrom of events and experiences that street gives us, which at first seems insignificant, showing the viewer down and rejecting the decisive moment, we can emphasize those microcosms of society. Here the characters seem stragers in ordinary frames. Loss, absence and emptiness (none sense) are the issues explored throughout these images, where the absurd and the dislocation cut out subjects from future and past. Exploring fortuity, using occultation and decontextualization, the “nothingness” of human being appears revealed through mundane and trivial situations of daily life. Notwithstanding, life goes on.
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