Arturo calls this photograph Metro of Madrid. I call it the inevitable.
Inevitably we will carry Moriyama and d'Agata with us for many years.
Inevitably the more we grow in photography the less the instruments will help us. And inevitably time betrays us.
Inevitably street core photography is a child's dream. It starts with some broken toys, and when asleep, everything comes to life to become the worst of nightmares. And inevitably the broken toys will quickly give place to broken existences.
But, screaming masks instead of faces, photograms and movie stills instead of decisive shutter releases, phantomatic grain instead of silky realities, phantasmal crops instead of fully framed captures, are they enough in order for them to be more than a curator's refuge, a judge's safe room?
Inevitably a psychologic portrait as the present one will talk the same language with most of the viewers who are unable of separating an objective reality from the one formed by own desires and fears, unable to repeal narcissism.
"The fact that the majority of people share certain ideas and feelings does not prove the validity of these ideas and feelings. Consensual validation as such has no bearing on reason or mental health." Fromm
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