L'OTTAVO DI UNO SBADIGLIO

back, bring me back



as a painter's brush frozen, dripping colours afraid of blank space

and the inevitable end.


as the glance of a hurrying man, almost at his destination

yet wishing to turn around.


as the gentle blowing of smoke, circles of sex

inside your mouth, tickling your throat,


as those words fighting to free themselves,

and be let loose into air, carrying with them regrets

and the shards of a secret promise.


and he laughed,

saying he had never heard

of anything so silly.



agosto.07

apen.

first birthdays and nostalgic tram rides

It was Teren's first birthday party and I went to the feast with my friends Jeiar (Filipino snowboarder, aiming to represent the Philippines in the Winter Olympics in 2010), and Sara Maestrello (an Italian photographer who's doing a kick-ass project on 'secondo generazioni' Italians , meaning children of immigrants).

I decided to stray away from the usual modes and combination of tricks that i do when taking pictures and this time, using the AV mode which i rarely use. The first few shots were so interesting that i decided to keep experimenting with it, how the light works for and against it, how the focus can become blurred and yet retain a certain 'photographic feel' about it. And so, I didn't realize it, but i went through the entire feast using the cool technique that i discovered.

I don't know. I kinda like it.

Oh, also the party.

For the complete gallery, you can click on this link, or at the same link in the galleries section in the sidebar.

festafilippine

the nostalgic tram rides come after.
out.
cris.