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When and engine is about to cease a red light on the dash board goes on.
Obviously the problem is not the red light, the problem is that the engine is about to cease.
The red light is VERY important, but it is not THE problem.
But if the red light wasn’t there it wouldn’t be possible to see the problem.
I took my time to speak about the red light of planet earth.
The red light of planet earth is this plastic chair photographed here above:
In every part of the world where I go or where I’ve been (and, let’s say it, I have been around the world extensively) this fucking plastic chair is always there. Always the same. The colours change, at most it is white, but the model is always the same.
You’ve seen it, we’ve seen it a thousand times:
Ultra intellectual chic circle? Fucking plastic chair
Carribean beach? Fucking plastic chair
Tiki bar on a beach in ibiza? Fucking plastic chair
And I could go on and on.
As we all know very well this is the true beginning of the new year, nevermind January.
I wish you all a happy new year!
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Are you ready for the cues on the highway?
Are you ready for the cues at the quick shops?
Are you ready to show off your little tattoo?
In short, are you ready?
In case you weren’t I’ll prepare you for it with a wonderful piece straight from the ‘70s:
From the fantastic album by Traffic “John Barleycorn must die” the track “Empty Pages”, as empty as the pages that we’ll write together in the next few months
turn on the volume, this track is for you:
Happy summer, you little shits.
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Here I am, I am back from the workshop in Tuscany with TPW and it was an experience difficult to describe: it was marvelous and frightful, beautiful and most ugly, boring and whirling… and many other things together.
In one word I’d say that it has been most excellent. In it’s wider meaning: different from normal.
Above all these sophistries and mental wanks I seriously suggest to everyone to go for a week at the TPW, which I suspected before I went but now I am certain: it is the best, most organized and with the best teachers for “school” of photography of the world.
And speaking about teachers the pleasure of being with great photographers such as Antonin Kratochvil Andrea Pistolesi or Paul Elledge LINK finding out that, even though we are all different and far away also physically, deep inside we are all very similar.
And the pleasure of having Gabriele Rigon and Toni Thorimbert as special guests!
I am trying really hard but it is impossible to describe the atmosphere that surrounded us in the monastery, the unique space that accommodated us for a week.
I would like to thank publicly Carlo Roberti, the head of TPW: he’s the greatest.
Above here a little photo of mine taken with the iPhone.
Nothing else to add. Or maybe I have one thing: it looks an other photographer, but it is not, it is just an other model…
An update: on my MAX blog some of the works of the students… http://blog.max.rcs.it/max_casting/2009/08/tpw/