There are moments in the fierce – and so much the more beautiful – battle with the self (Gosh, what an outdated and pathetic phrase, isn’t it?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.
That’s exactly what I had started to think when, because of the perfidious reality of the petty constraints, I was feeling profoundly insatisfied with the fact that I wasn’t able to visit the more or less exotic places where (there and only there), as I had noticed, photographers took/made photos. The Photos, more precisely. But dead ends don’t necessarily represent the termination of all paths. It is this way that, due to the limited time and, implicitely, space, that I could dedicate to this consuming passion, I was forced to manage with no more than what I already had. So, I started taking pictures – whenever it was possible and felt like it – on the streets and by-paths of the village I live in, on the nearby fields or even in my own house.
This way, compelled by the circumstances, I realized that what initially had appeared as an injust limitation was in fact a clear stroke of luck. The luck of remembering that the name the Ancient Greeks gave to the whole universe, which, yes, my paltry perimeter of photographic pursuits belonged to itself, was “cosmos”, that means “beautiful”. That this one was, therefore, everywhere, waiting for the efforts of the undersigned, wannabe artist, to be discovered.
These are the origins of the “R1000” Photo Project. Its name indicates the 1000-meter radius of the circle on whose surface the pictures were taken. The centre of the respective geometrical place is the computer on which I visualize my photos. The data beneath the images obviously represent no more than approximations. Whilst the author wanted them to be as real as possible, they should be seen as a pretext rather than a goal itself. [Official website]
