The big cities in the mirror. The world watched through the transparent surface of a window, as if it were for sale. In a continuous play of reflections and reversals capture the objective reality of a composite of inside and outside. What's behind a window in London? A cab, a chandelier, small tables, an elegant building, a passer-by? What's in and what's out? The child who cries or reflecting under the Empire State Building in New York has been forgotten inside a store or is the mirror image of a billboard? The bread and wine at the feet of a skyscraper is a symbol of communion or trade? Lenin looks thoughtfully out the window a St. Peterburg that no longer recognizes as his Leningrad or is it just a relic of communist for tourists?
are urban landscapes, where nature manifests itself only to confuse and mess our world view: drops on the lens, rays of light streaking of reality.
The world is constantly down her images that appear real and incontrovertible, solid evidence of a present and certain promise of a future bound to be bigger, better looking, faster.
It 'just a piece of glass to imply in us the suspicion that what we believe to be our present is nothing but a reflection of our fear, a transparent wall behind which we believe to hide.
We sit like a little naked Buddha to ponder, but perhaps we are just the subjects of a new advertising for a shampoo.
Photo of Charles Andreli
Text by Fabio Musati
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