Saturday, July 10, 2010

Gracias por su visita



I picture Baudelaire's flâneur drifting through the urban landscape, making small, detached observations that form an understanding of the modern city. In a similar way, I make my travel photographs when I pause momentarily. There is no time to linger, no time to fully comprehend, hence the photograph is grasped at surface level, in the transient light or peculiar shadow. What is shown is not readily recognizable from each place, but rather addresses the light and placement of objects specific to the in-between moments. I walk off quickly, the camera bouncing heavily as I continue, satiated by the colorful instant imprinted out of time. I revisit these photographs, but not the places– they no longer exist in the same way.
(Artist statement)

In my final semester at Fordham, I was fortunate enough to showcase my travel photographs in a thesis exhibition entitled Gracias por su visita. The series stems from the last two or three years of trips in North America and Europe (about 25% are from Italy, not surprisingly!) To see the exhibition book, which includes many photos from this very blog, please check out http://www.blurb.com/books/1284397 !

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Ea, Navidad

Occupied concert hall/ "culture center".



La prima Maryan

Chica, guarding the house.

Chica

Mona

Crisis

Alcalá  de Henares

La Sierra surrounding Madrid, the lights of El Escorial in the distance.

Maryan's room in Navalkejigo.

Occupied commune-town of Navalkejigo.



Christmas morning, above and below.

La abuela

El Prado

My favorite room of the musem: Goya's Black Paintings.

Erasto and break-dance crew in front of El Corte Inglés.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Dico Addio, con una rosa


Manifestazione.




La Mandragola: Callimaco and Lucrezia.




Waiting for friends at Duomo.


Waiting for the bus at San Marco, later that night.


Decorazione dell'albero con Valentina, Rebecca, e Bianca (sopra).


Rose found on Duomo steps.


Holiday spirit.


Don't cry over spilt wine... maybe over no more Chianti, though.


Last ticket.


The birds, ancora.





Last-minute wine, oil, and vinegar buying.






Rebecca's English-language recital. (I was so proud when she announced "All I Want for Christmas is You"!)


Premonition by Ryan's cappuccino at Art Bar.


Ciao, Firenze.


Milan airport.


Arrivederci Italia!

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Il Ponte con la Pelliccia

Lunch for the senzatetto.

Great hands.

Haha!

The Arno was super-high/fast after rain.

Saturday morning at the Boboli gardens:







I love gummy worms and adorable cherub-like children.

Decorations throughout the neighborhood.

Santa Croce Christmas market.


Cold night at Santo Spirito (wine helps a bit).


Facade at Santo Spirito- plainest, and my favorite. 

Procession out of duomo for the Immaculate Conception.

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