I don`t know about that. All i know and i can say is that tunnels are impregnated with surprises. You can`t foresee how they will turn out of course , but one things is for sure : they are unforgettable. And they affect your life irreversibly .
The
pictures below belong to the tunnel of Vraa town in North Jutland ,
Denmark.I have been walking through that tunnel and those stairs for
about 2 years. What you will see will be a visual approach to my memories with that place.
................ So is there any light at the end of the tunnel? I don`t know and don`t care. But I am glad to have gone through it........
Today i received the copy from the TIGER `MOVEMENT` INTERNATIONAL PHOTOGRAPHY CONTEST,where i was one of the 51 winners , amongst 1771 photographers and more than 3000 photos:)
The book is really nice and i am proud to be part of it:)
I might be one of the finalists for the alternative photography
calendar 2013, a calendar which belongs to a platform i really heart :) you just have to vote for me if you like my photo of
course :)
My latest photography project, was inspired by a great poem by Nizar Qabbani.You can read the poem ,below. And you can viewthewhole project here
Your body is my map
by Nizar Qabbani
Raise me more love… raise me
my prettiest fits of madness
O’ dagger’s journey… in my flesh
and knife’s plunge…
sink me further my lady…
the sea calls me
add to me more death …
perhaps as death slays me… I’m revived
your body is my map…
the world's map no longer concerns me…
I am the oldest capital of sadness…
and my wound a Pharaonic engraving
my pain…. extends like an oil patch
from Beirut… to China…
my pain… a caravan…dispatched
by the Caliphs of "A’Chaam"… to China…
in the seventh century of the "Birth"…
and lost in a dragon’s mouth…
bird of my heart… "my April"
O’ sand of the sea, and forests of olives
O’ taste of snow, and taste of fire…
my heathen flavor, and insight
I feel scared of the unknown… shelter me
I feel scared of the darkness… embrace me
I feel cold… cover me up
tell me children stories…
rest beside me…
Chant to me…
since from the start of creation
I’ve been searching for a homeland to my forehead…
for a woman’s hair…
that writes me on the walls… then erases me…
for a woman’s love… to take me
to the borders of the sun… and throws me…
from a woman’s lip… as she makes me
like dust of powdered gold…
shine of my life. my fan
my lantern. declaration of my orchards
stretch me a bridge with the scent of oranges…
and place me like an ivory comb…
in the darkness of your hair… then forget me
I am a drop of water… ambivalent
remaining in the notebook of October
your love crushes me…
like a mad horse from the Caucasus throwing me under its hoofs…
and gargles with the water of my eyes…
add to me more fury… add to me
O’ prettiest fits of my madness
for your sake I set free my women
and effaced my birth certificate
and cut all my arteries…
I was very saddened to hear the demolishing of the The Art House Tacheles (Kunsthaust Tacheles) , in Berlin. I had visited this place in the spring of 2011 and i can say with no doubt that it was the best place i saw in Berlin. I`m
not exaggerating if i say i was infatuated to every object or work of
art i saw in that place.The cool, limitless graffiti`s, the sculptures,
the paintings, jewellry, photos,studios of different artists, as well as
all the textures,colors ,slogans of every piece of glass and wall. Not
to forget the stairs, those crazy, mind whirling stairs! And the music,
the people , mostly the one of a kind life i saw in Tacheles! This project of mine is a tribute to this genuine place!
Historically
a very piquant place as well , built in a department store of a Jewish
quarter, it served as a Nazi prison during for a while and was
partially demolished then as well.After the Berlin wall fall, it was
taken over by artists, who called it `Tacheles` which in Yiddish means
`straight talking.`
Since 2008 the lease with property owner
expired and the future of the art centre became unknown.Since that time
some artists left , and the last 40-60 artists who had been striving to
let Kunsthaus Tacheles alive,left peacefully after pressure from the
owner for a 22 years period. [history info was taken from Wikipedia].
i decided to create a series called `dynamic alternative process` where i show gif images in order to present all the stages of picture change.To see the rest of the series click : here
Albanian digital and analogue photographer with a huge love for alternative printing process and all other avantgarde mixed media techniques.
All of the work in this blog (photos,writings) except the ones whose source is shown , belong to the blog author.Do not take them without permission.This work is under protection!