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Around Autumn 2020 I was asked to be part of an exhibition in girona with three more Photographers in La Fundacio Valvi (Girona)

Overwhelmed that someone asked me to be part of an exhibition, I guess I felt deliriously happy and my ego was flying around the house like a unicorn. I never had my pictures printed, I never imagined someone would be remotely interested.

Blau Cel

Blau Cel

Photography itā€™s something I took on when I could not longer paint with oil. Since I have been clean I have to find ways of letting out all the triggers, all the anxiety and evry word I donā€™t know the meaning of. Photography is just a way to let off some steam, to fill in a hole that sometimes gets a little bit healed.

It was always a way to be just myself, away from a spinning brain, arguments, routine, work, no work, volurary work, away from everything and everyone. In a way trying to find a personality that has been lost. Growing up means not taking myself too seriously, knowing I am living on a borrowed time.

The Hob

Once upon a time I had a ā€˜creativeā€™ job that cost me almost or better phrased, cost me my life (physically speaking and the loss of any normal connection.

All was burned with a slow fire that as mesmerising it was left a very bleak landscape and so after that I woke up in a different country where I didnā€™t even know how to speak, with nothing much but a terrible headache. And so I started walking at the opposite direction I came from. It is not running away, anything but that.

Itā€™s like getting into a sanitiser room.

And back to thisā€¦. when I was asked I was so confused because my confidence and that life was over and I never expected that. Now I am a little bit of a sociopath that for whatever reason I like to be accepted. And I couldnā€™t say no. I am glad I said yes because for once I felt so proud when I saw that hanging on a wall. And because to be able to be around people in the same wave length makes me feel so, so alive and happy and complete. I shared the Fundacio valvi with Jaume Geli at the helm with Jaume Llorens who I admire profoundly, his little pictures a diamonds that have depth and light, Sergi Batlle also printed and exhibited before and Mercedes Werner a very tough and solid photographer.

The Big Bang

All started with taking pictures of my kids with a mobile and the save up to buy a Canon EOS and then saved for a Canon EOS Mark IV with three glasses. 85mm. 100 Macro and 24/70mm.

Pandemic made me almost sick of DSLR and Computer editing so I took on Darkroom and now I am a proud owner of a NIKON FM3a with a 65mm Voighlander glass and a Hassleblad 500cm with a 120. ThatĀ“s it.

The Exhibition was born from the idea of trying to be me, or as close as I could be, away from any influence (called a father figure, a trend or anything) just my intuition and try to find the best printer I could find, someone I could trust, that gave me confidence, experience and room for mistakes. That was Ferran Gimenez, a true gent that guided me through the process of composition and colour.

One thing is to put a picture on social media (Instagram, Twitter or this web) but a very different story is trying to imagine this little pieces of puzzles and games to a wall. A Wall is scary as hell.

My work has never made any sense, I never wanted to have any sense or personality, it has always been intuitive and a quick entertainment a way to scape from the burden.

So the logistics came to life, a good quality picture (think pixles) that could be printed as big as possible, I am not Cartier Bresson or Michael Kenna to expose small. I wanted big and I wanted colour. Then the frames came to live, they donĀ“t have a style, they donĀ“t have a narrative, they do have my intuition and my colours.

My photographs come from ordinary moments, I have never wanted to go to Iceland or Tibet, I find that in me an impossible task, I canĀ“t put into a frame the glory of a real landscape.

Yet daily life amazes me, washing my induction hob with white sope makes me happy for a few minutes, it looks divine. The sea when the waves come and go and wash you and take you away for a few minutes, Or when my daughter gets ready for a portrait, i prefer that instant than the pose, I like those little moments, thast ugly plant the people ignore and never crop from a dog walk. A snow ball thrown into a frozen river ā€¦Those little frames make my life joyous.

To see that on a wall, when all the work was done on a table gave me so much emotion I had to cry. I nerv saw my pictures printed but to see them big was a rather surreal moment, It feels like they are from someone else, not me.

Fotos de Claudi Valenti, Tino Soriano i entranyables convidats. Live music was perfomed by Toni Pujol and Tati Cervera that played a magnificent version of Dat Dare among other tunes.

Press and TV:

Television 19/5/2022 TV3

Online Art and Photography Mag. Sichtbar.Art

Newspaper :10/05/2022 El Punt Avui+

Digital Art News 13/05/2022 Bonart

I hope if you go you enjoy it as much as I have.

Mending Wall

Ā“Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sunĀØ

Robert Frost

Hole / Whole

Whole

Whole is full

Hole is dark

Wholesome path

seems mindfulness Holy Zen

what are you scared of?

Failing is an achievement if i can feel your love

For you if I live in oblivion you are a sparkling gold

so your star can shine so bright that might just shed some spare love to me

on your way out of burn and feed me

light

In another Galaxy i could flourish

I promise i would be so good and as smooth as silk

if only . . .

On planet earth you could let me walk free

i wishā€¦

you dead so i can live a bit whole

i am not sure i am sorry

how vile is to wish you gone

as all i wanted was some spare change

but with both hands i was born to cry for warmth

and you delivered a hole so whole that pierced both lungs

and left no air to breath

just a hole.

just burn

Hole

the thick of it

the head thinks thick

foggy thoughts that canā€™t see whatā€™s ahead.

confused in circles i rethink

obsession

alluring path gentle song

slow walk surrounded by a written destiny

the light

shadows

penned with will and inner strength of what is meant to be

brutal stokes of ink deformed memories that paint a life

undefined clarity.

anchor and tender love of a cuddle that lasted a lifetime

thank you for your endless care

thank you for every breakfast you made

for every lunch and supper

for every bedtime story

for a sense of normality

my gratitude will be forever written in the stars and on every step

for you i know i will return

home

wild pearl

dark ink

dark trees

reef

smoke

wild pearl

bar

spike

inky tears

clarity

shape and form

final tree

the path ahead

breakfast

the crown

all aboard

Masrterclass

Masterc

lass

We used to be children with nothing to hold on to

We used to be children with nothing to hold on to

I wish Nick Cave would give me a masterclass

on epic lines and a thousand words of loss and scary routines that smash my brain of worlds i havenĀ“t seen.

but i need no masterclass on mistakes and daily morning mirrors and mindfulness podcasts on lovely loved nights.

Give me time a power point manageable ambition drive spread sheets and a mentor that guides a messy creation so needy to explode on a daily basis to explain loss that would never be real. Of written diaries that were violated suffocated by hammering bills and complains.

Masterclass of an ordinary common mind. We used to be children with nothing to hold on to, just a sore slap when an innocent mistake was made

Masterclass of an unmanageable and immortal teens with desire to live where all memory has been erased and on a paper the rubber remains dirty not to be cleaned just yet

Masterclass

desire to live where all memory has been erased