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@sthpersonal
This is my first, humble attempt to introduce myself and my photography through video.
Very early this morning, on my way back home from a New Year's party, I was walking all alone down a long road that was devoid of the presence of anything living, apart from the persistent gaze of a cat staring at me behind a window, when something truly extra-ordinary slowed down my pace. A relatively big part of the road was covered with elaborately-shaped, rainbow-coloured patches was officially my very first serendipitous encounter for this year. My first reaction at that moment could have been trying to figure out what the natural phenomenon behind that uncommon spectacle was. What I thought, instead, was that was another happy instance of finding beauty in mundane, impossible places, as a result of looking 'closer'.
For this new year, I wish everybody could feel the same child-like wonder and enthrallment as me when witnessing something so ordinary and extra-ordinary at the same time.
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_ = R for Red
Soft.
Room with a view.
Christmas morning, home alone
I would like to dedicate this humble selfie to a female photographer who revolutionalised the notion of "self-portait" about half a century ago. Her name is Vivian Maier. Vivian made a living by raising wealthy suburbanites’ children and made her life by capturing the world around her in exquisite detail and striking composition. She was a lonely and mysterious woman who had transformed her bedroom into a photographic studio in which she would let nobody enter. Her photographic practice, which only became known after her death in 2009, has been described as a complex woman’s journey of self-knowledge and creative exploration, a journey without a definitive destination but one that is its own reward.