As a photographer, I’m strongly attracted to sharing and revealing the parts of life I think are meaningful and important. I am inspired by humanity’s resilience, brilliance, and character; especially when cast in the light of our frailty.
In the summer of 2014, photographer Jacqueline Zilberberg and writer Liliana Lara, both from Venezuela, met in Israel to collaborate on a project which combines images and words from the vision of those coming from afar. In this project, the protagonist is the desert.
This series documents the traces of aging that affected my grandfather over the last 6 years. I quietly observed his daily activities and focused on the physical indicators of the time passed.My grandfather, 89 years old, listens to the radio in his bedroom, as he never turns on the TV during the day.
Somewhere in Russia, Village First of May Cold wind, mud, ice. The land is covered with silence in “Piervo Maiscki” village (First of May), a remote village in Northern Russia, far thousand kilometers from Moscow.
When I moved to Bangalore in 2005, without a local number to make calls on, I was dependent on the yellow phone for communication. So was my wife, who used these phones to call me whenever she ran out of mobile prepaid limit.
A tiny happy place called ‘ Sondeshkhali ‘the name was notified by the locals,Unexpectedly i went to that place where people are heavenly live their life, basically i was about to go there seraching for to see’Tiger’or ‘Deer’ because the place in the sundarban Area
Photography is like therapy. Exactly so the characteristics of ‘It’s not forever’ series can sound, where the author as the mother of a suckling without physical possibility to exist in the parallel world constructs it with the camera assistance
Grounded in the ideals of a counter-cultural past and freed from the forced constraints of a conventional camp experience, these photographs explore a society of teenagers empowered through otherwise impossible freedoms.
‘Chau’ is a traditional dance drama popular in the Chotanagpur plateau area of Eastern India. In 2010 Chau dance is inscribed in UNESCO’s Representative List of the Intangible Cultural Heritage of Humanity.
Many styles do have certain impact on me I admire true and natural photography like the humanist photography -lives and culture of people,landscape from the anthropological point of view, moreover I am fund of artist like that of Sebastião Salgado
Josef Stalin deported the Ingush people to Siberia and Central Asia from their homes in Russia’s North Caucasus in 1944. The Soviet dictator inflicted such harrowing displacements upon a number ethnic minorities deemed suspicious during the Second World War.
My passion to create is driven by my bicultural background as an Iranian-American. My work is a reflection of culture as well as the self, pursuing distinct and obscure emotions in an attempt to create a narrative and connect with humanity.
I grew up in Mozambique. My parents moved there just after the country won its independence. They were called by an atmosphere of hope and faith in the future. At my kindergarten I would stand on the roof with fists pointing to the sky shouting
It is so hard not to get involved in politics when discussing Cuba and its people. I try not to be drawn into that trap. My focus is on common people, those who walk the streets, and those who use public transportation and pay with Cuban pesos instead of CUC
The apparent contrast in the photograph with a lone house in the midst of rubbles and shadows of skyscraper failed to tell the story that the building owner had collected multimillion dollars as compensation for the demolition and moved to overseas.
For every individual, there is a unique memory of home. While home for some can represent a place of safe haven, for others it may be reminiscent of turmoil. Between Home and Here provides insight into persistent states of confusion and guilt
Dwarfs, with a deformed or child-like body, dressed up and made up to frighten audiences in a Ghost House, and it instantly brings to mind old freaks shows. It shocks immediately, as a terrible step backwards in terms of human rights, a disabilities.
For me the ‘Russian Season’ is a personal project and I take the pictures from my understanding and vision of Russian nature and Russian soul. Certain illustrations of this series especially refer the viewer to Russian fairy tales and folklore.
Pursuing the work carried out with my series ” Lacanau-Océan 2014″ I begin a new series on the country near of which I live: French Vexin. It is about a farmland which receives its own mysteries which the only light can reveal.
This idea “Mode à Paris” came to my mind for organisational reasons, because i was in Paris for another project, and I used it as much as I could. I wanted to tell about the world and dimensions of the Paris fashion week-goers, in this case.
My project Teeth of the Sea documents the relationship that residents of Martha’s Vineyard have with the ocean. The island where I grew up lies off the coast of Cape Cod in Massachusetts and requires a forty-five minute ferry ride to gain access.
There is a house by the sea 120km from Hanoi called Thien Giao. In this house the occupant’s heartbeat beats in unison for one hope, the hope that they will all be able to love and be loved. I visited this house one year ago
With this project, Simone Aprile with his images and Giuseppe La Rosa with his documentary wanted to capture the essence of peasant culture, stop it and protect it, telling it in pictures, voices and sounds.
Russia has undergone a radicalchange over the last two decades. It has changed from being a socialist state-‐run system, with central planning based on cooperatives,to a market economy. The result of this transition has been the emergence of two social strata
At the Athens Central Market, the air rings with the cries of traders hawking their wares. “Red mullet, fresh red mullet,” they call out to passersby. “Hello, my friend! Fresh meat, good price!” The current building housing the city’s main fish and meat market
“Towns are like people. Old ones often have character, the new ones are interchangeable,” Wallace Stegner, American writer. I’m not convinced of Stegner’s point about new places, because I’m working out what I think about “character” and changeability.
There are moments in the fierce – and so much the more beautiful – battle with the self (Gosh, what an outdated and pathetic phrase, isn’t it? Yet, using any other one would mean self-betrayal) when you feel that the road ahead is leading inevitably to a dead end.
Two years ago, I took a ride using the train. After experiencing such world, all I wanted to reach is the human inside the train, not the one taking the train every now and again. My aim was the one who permanently and constantly using it.
For much of any given year, I can be found traveling cross-county in my motorhome photographing the landscape. Over the past 4 years, I have become aware of a certain group of fellow traveler who seem somehow different from the typical vacationer.
Ludovicu’s disappearance. He arrived in Montescaglioso ( Italy ), with his family, from Romania . Ludovicu was 57 years old and he was suffering from Alzheimer. One day in December 2013, he went out from his home and he never came back.
The series “Tibetans in Exile” by Victoria Knobloch is a collection of photographs showing the Tibetan Buddhist tradition in exile regions such as Nepal/Kathmandu; Ladakh in northern India as well as Bir and Dharamsala in Himachal Pradesh. And it will be continued….
That is Carnival: a common spirit more than just a date. It’s a bizzare energy, a cathartic atmosphere, slipping through the streets, surrounding blocks, and revealing itself to those who are willing to be inspired.
Her interest in interdisciplinary and multimedia approach to architecture took her all around the globe. In Slovenia she studied architecture, in Denmark digital design, in Australia photo-media, video art and sound recording.