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Tilda
This story is dedicated to Dwarka, the place where one feels finiteness of the human form and ceases to worry about this. It is the story of movement, repetition, circulation, infinity, vision and observation, fragmentation, absence of a beginning and an end. One more example that all things must pass.
This is a reflection on how we see and how we photograph, what we include into the frame and how many variations of reality and framing there are. In framing reality, there are infinite options, but even our photographs may occasionally be reframed and become a subject for various interpretations. I photographed Dwarka on a 6x6 camera and worked with high resolution scans that I eventually cropped for guiding the eye to different subjects. This is the nature of our seeing.
This story is dedicated to Dwarka, the place where one feels finiteness of the human form and ceases to worry about this. It is the story of movement, repetition, circulation, infinity, vision and observation, fragmentation, absence of a beginning and an end. One more example that all things must pass.
This is a reflection on how we see and how we photograph, what we include into the frame and how many variations of reality and framing there are. In framing reality, there are infinite options, but even our photographs may occasionally be reframed and become a subject for various interpretations. I photographed Dwarka on a 6x6 camera and worked with high resolution scans that I eventually cropped for guiding the eye to different subjects. This is the nature of our seeing.