Maria Teresa Salvati every month presents photographers seen through their intimate and personal motivation, their Spot of Beauty.
Contemporary photography with introspective gaze that uses the landscape and the documentary with the aim of transforming, going further, experimenting with new and indefinite languages. Different techniques here are at the service of a constantly evolving narrative.
Photography, in its indefinite and experimental forms, becomes a personal research, a sort of metaphor for life that pushes the author to do things never done before, aimed at freeing from constraints and impositions.
Image making is a formless path that unconsciously gives shape, instead, to a process of liberation and search for possibilities never wandered before. Ultimately, the creation of images represents a sense of escaping from reality, a means that leads to the discovery of a new sense of freedom, which has the courage to see more and beyond.
about ‘Why Dream of Dreams Not Mine?’ – words by Clara Putignano:
On March 9, 2020, Italy enters quarantine, we are all asked to be more responsible than ever for ours and for the health of others, staying at home to face the fight against an invisible enemy that is sowing death, fear, anxiety, so it was!
I also reduce my living space more and more and I close most of the time in my small studio, a room of a few meters, observing my world.
Everything is arranged in an orderly, precise way, everything has its place respecting an essential aesthetic. Everything is perfect, though something is missing; in this intimate, private, unique place, disorder is missing.
But there is an old analog camera loaded with a film to be developed. I finally equip the darkroom and thus begins my journey, discovering forgotten images. I did it for the first time and inevitably lead me to make imperfect mistakes but in the end I realized that it is exactly what I was looking for: those imperfections transform a landscape into a state of mind in which I recognize myself. The landscape found during the isolation leads me to explore the inner world, go ahead or backwards with time, as a way to re-read it with new eyes.
Then everything becomes confused, the interior is reflected in an exterior that is no longer aligned and the exterior enters forcefully with beams of steady light. The confusion leads me to look elsewhere.
A path that has been going on for some time, which now finds its expression in this small room. “The need to turn the page, to clean up and throw away the superfluous to undertake new journeys or simply continue on my way but without that ballast that weighs down your steps”.
The quarantine thus turns into a moment of personal investigation where there is a word to accompany me, EUDAIMONIA, a Greek word which means to seek happiness, but I prefer its more literal meaning, “eu” which means good and “daimon” which means demon, fate, literally means to be in the company of a good demon, I mean it as “follow your demon”, follow your dream.
