honorable mention
Paolo Lazzarotti italy
Photo © Paolo Lazzarotti
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No human hand may penetrate those fabrics.
Her desires have a strange language, incomprehensible to the humans.
She's fighting against an irrational desire that her senses have never perceived, a greed, craving that knows no limits to satiety in its impossibility of being destined to fulfillment once and for all.
The eyes of a beast are watching in the shadows.
Those eyes do sink beyond the fabrics without any word.
In the name of her appearance, she turns into ash the last weaknesses, vows of delicacy.
Poor creature, she does not know that there is no salvation in the face of what makes us feel damn alive.
She's imploring...
__
He lives in the fire that he does not understand, he sniffs ghosts in the flesh of the mountains, and he does not face the light of the day.
Unable to be domesticated by human kindness, nor subdued, nor tamed.
Flaming, it alters the very naive souls who are not aware of being compulsively devoured without hesitation, without compassion without indulgence.
___
It is now too late to reconsider.
The temptation has already knelt you down, you've given up:
Now LIVE IT!
I moved my very first steps in Photography when I was 19 with a compact film camera given by my father. I loved this gift a lot and I’ve started to look at the world around me in a different way.
I learned everything by myself without reading any book or attending at any course. I did spend most of my time in understanding my errors and trying not have more in the future. I was aware this was certainly the most time consuming way to improve my own skills, but right now I realized this was the best way to develop my own genuine style.
My favourite subjects were landscapes, sunsets and all the things strictly related to Nature. Well, I can fairly state I love Nature in all its forms even now, expecially when she reveals to me her majestic strenght making me feel a stupid thing against her.
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entry description
She lives in weaves of endless veils.No human hand may penetrate those fabrics.
Her desires have a strange language, incomprehensible to the humans.
She's fighting against an irrational desire that her senses have never perceived, a greed, craving that knows no limits to satiety in its impossibility of being destined to fulfillment once and for all.
The eyes of a beast are watching in the shadows.
Those eyes do sink beyond the fabrics without any word.
In the name of her appearance, she turns into ash the last weaknesses, vows of delicacy.
Poor creature, she does not know that there is no salvation in the face of what makes us feel damn alive.
She's imploring...
__
He lives in the fire that he does not understand, he sniffs ghosts in the flesh of the mountains, and he does not face the light of the day.
Unable to be domesticated by human kindness, nor subdued, nor tamed.
Flaming, it alters the very naive souls who are not aware of being compulsively devoured without hesitation, without compassion without indulgence.
___
It is now too late to reconsider.
The temptation has already knelt you down, you've given up:
Now LIVE IT!
about the photographer
My name’s Paolo Lazzarotti, I’m 43 and I’m lucky enough to live in a small village very close to some of the finest italian places like Cinque Terre National Park, Gulf of the Poets, Tuscan countryside and a wild coast line where I took some of my finest and awarded sea shots.I moved my very first steps in Photography when I was 19 with a compact film camera given by my father. I loved this gift a lot and I’ve started to look at the world around me in a different way.
I learned everything by myself without reading any book or attending at any course. I did spend most of my time in understanding my errors and trying not have more in the future. I was aware this was certainly the most time consuming way to improve my own skills, but right now I realized this was the best way to develop my own genuine style.
My favourite subjects were landscapes, sunsets and all the things strictly related to Nature. Well, I can fairly state I love Nature in all its forms even now, expecially when she reveals to me her majestic strenght making me feel a stupid thing against her.
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