Burn your gods (about photography gods)
They say “Never meet your heroes”. Or gods. Or idols. Or kings and queens and emperors. Or whatever you want to call them.
They say “Never meet your heroes”. Or gods. Or idols. Or kings and queens and emperors. Or whatever you want to call them.
Most of the time, statements get a bad reputation, to the point that both photographers and viewers avoid them. But it’s not really the statement’s fault; as it is designed to support the project. If the exhibition is bad, there’s a very slim chance it can be saved by the statement.
“In his black-and-white pictures, Oliver Merce tries to make the unseen seen, to interpret a vast range of gray shades. He attempts to translate this hidden, abstract thing called faith – more discreet than a mustard seed – into visual language. “
I remember in my childhood that the people from my grandparents’ village warned the young ones against approaching the water well, fearing they might accidentally fall into them and drown. I was afraid to go near it, I was afraid of its depth; at times, I couldn’t discern anything below the surface of the well.
“In your honor, –
The most beautiful and craziest among girls, –
I will write three odes.
Three romances,
Three elegies
And three sonnets.”
(Ion Minulescu – Odeletă)