honorable mention
Paolo Lazzarotti italy
title
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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!
National Park, the Gulf of Poets, the Tuscan countryside and a wild coast line.
I took my first steps in Photography when I was 19 with a compact film camera which was given by
my father. I loved this gift. It inspired me to look at the world around me in a different way. I was a
self taught photographer learning everything by myself without books or instruction.
My favourite subjects were landscapes, sunsets and all the things in the natural world. I cultivated
a love of sea storms and sometimes faced risk while photographing huge waves and rain. When
nature would reveal herself to me with her majestic strength and beauty, I’d feel stupefied next
to her.
It’s for this same reason that I came to love female portraiture. When I work with a model I like to
hear her speak. She becomes animated talking about sensuality and passion. Rarely will I have a
model pose in a static way. Working with models I feel the same wonder as when I capture images
of storms.
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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
I live in a small village very close to some of the most beautiful italian places like Cinque TerreNational Park, the Gulf of Poets, the Tuscan countryside and a wild coast line.
I took my first steps in Photography when I was 19 with a compact film camera which was given by
my father. I loved this gift. It inspired me to look at the world around me in a different way. I was a
self taught photographer learning everything by myself without books or instruction.
My favourite subjects were landscapes, sunsets and all the things in the natural world. I cultivated
a love of sea storms and sometimes faced risk while photographing huge waves and rain. When
nature would reveal herself to me with her majestic strength and beauty, I’d feel stupefied next
to her.
It’s for this same reason that I came to love female portraiture. When I work with a model I like to
hear her speak. She becomes animated talking about sensuality and passion. Rarely will I have a
model pose in a static way. Working with models I feel the same wonder as when I capture images
of storms.
back to gallery
