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Google up: julian stallabrass gargantua. Click on the book. Read the first essay. Sixty Billion Sunsets is a brilliant sum-up of amateur analogue photography, pretty much dead in the meantime (I hear the very last Kodachrome film was processed this week). Well… this is an image of a sunrise.
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A sunset in Porto – cranes against the sky. A variation of this will be the back cover of KREV6, soon to be released by Ash International.
A stormy sky seen often throughout the year.
Skies are one the verge of breaking!
The ceiling of the Pantheon in Lisbon, July 2008.
A time of uncertainty is soothed by the benevolence of a quasi-stranger.
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Dawn, Porto, April 2008.
The crane itself is like a metaphor for the rising sun: a new narrative, an instrument of change, maker of monuments that attempt to freeze time into some stable narrative and yet ultimately destined to succumb. Notice the ever-present church lurking through the haze.
Edifício Douro, Porto, March 2008.
Porto, April 2008.
An exercise in virtuosity: as it should be. Bravo!
La Coruña, March 2008.
Can images reflect what is going on behind the shot? This photograph was taken in a moment of particularly high tension. Does the image betray that tension, or does the image attempt to soothe it instead?
La Coruña, March 2008.
Used bedsheets, an endless source of narrative. Kinky? Not really, just what it is.
Austin, TX March 2008.
A keyword woven into daily life, a brand hanging between graffiti and advertising? Not even Stallabrass could have predicted this.
Austin, TX March 2008.
Hitchcock, anyone? A snapshot shooting straight at our collective cinematic memory.
Austin, TX March 2008.
A building becomes the main character for a Japanese monster movie? This is live, humorous architecture, a phantom presence hanging over the cityscape.
Bascuas, Galicia August 2007.
The cloud formations were simply amazing throughout the whole day, there was a sense of vertigo, of tangible infinity. At times it seemed that there was no horizon, that one could have walked straight onto the skies. Not quite what the present image documents, as the most impressive optical illusion was finished by then – still a remarkable atmosphere, though.
