In those streets, there’s a silent beat, an extinct flow, a rhythm with no cadence.  I don’t see any of their faces, maybe because nobody get one.  Only jointly places. Unique, dazzling and fugacious. Actually, if you hold up in the middle of this stream and let yourself overwhelm by the flow you can realize that it doesn’t come from anywhere and doesn’t go anywhere. You can only capture it.
Lost in Space Time box
Artist edition (unique copy)
Black velvet box
22 color images
Inkjet printings Archival pearl paper
 
 
Lost in Space Time
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Lost in Space Time

In those streets, there’s a silent beat, an extinct flow, a rhythm with no cadence. I don’t see any of their faces, maybe because nobody get one. Read More

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