My first photobook, condensing 5 years of photographic activity in a carefuly crafted object.
Photography has been for some an object of admiration and enthusiam since the times of the daguerreotype. In these times of instagram filters and heartful hashtags, that love may remain unrelentless. To take a picture is to use light as a pen — and no matter how many suggested words (depending on the device), no message compares to the ones written with a pen on paper.
The same happens with photos: they may walk the zero-ones networks, be seen on screens, be shared (and it is a wish to share that brings me here), but they are reborn, over and over again, when printed on paper.
It is a joy to see them on walls but i want more, and more on paper, in a book, with a carefuly curated selection, with connecting dots and bridges, impossible to render on whatever digital platform you may name (be it blog, or facebook, or, or).
I collect images the same way i make mixtapes: a playlist of people and flowers and everyday instants, like sidewalks flowers that never cease to surprise me. Sidewalk Flowers, by the way, is the stolen title for this book, stolen from this incredible book. Flowers that you'll be able to see in detail, as many times you want, carry them in your backpack, lay them in your shelf.
I owe this book to a lot of people: you, reading this project; those who were kind enough to pass in front of my lens; those who still haven't seen it. As a graphic designer, i'll design it myself, uncompromised, in a author's edition (there is, though, the possibility to have the Tinta-da-china imprint, as a way to help me get to bookshops).
With your help I'll be able to achieve this and i have a great bunch of gifts for you. Just click the button to know more, choose what fits you better, and help this guy here to give a proper house to this collection of images plucked from the tree of everyday life: a fine-art print book spread among the libraries of those who, like me, like books and pictures an awful lot.