This series is inspired on poems of Vladimir Mayakovsky
She loves me? She loves me not? I’m wringing my hands
and scattering my broken off fingers
the way you pull petals from wayside daisies
and release them into May
to know your fortune.
Let a shave and haircut uncover grey hair
Let the silver of years ring out in masses
I hope I believe that shameful good sense
will never come to me
"And as they say, the incident is closed.
Love's boat has smashed against the daily grind.
Now life and I are quits. Why bother then
to balance mutual sorrows, pains, and hurts."
amateur category
interior worlds (Series)
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AUTHOR
I returned to photography, after having been in it in my youth, about ten years ago, and it returned in an explosive way. I was interested, and I am still interested in street photography, observing people involved in their world, popular concentrations, and theatre photography. I'm still in the search, maybe now more conceptually, Interested in a work on the origin, the body, the house, the journey in which we are embarked.
I'm a psychoanalyst. Perhaps that makes me intrigue and address the human subject in a particular way, in the unfathomable relationship with his body, the desire in the broad sense, and the link with the other.
I have participated in several calls in my country and abroad, with results that have enriched my look.
I live and work in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
I'm a psychoanalyst. Perhaps that makes me intrigue and address the human subject in a particular way, in the unfathomable relationship with his body, the desire in the broad sense, and the link with the other.
I have participated in several calls in my country and abroad, with results that have enriched my look.
I live and work in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
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