Twelve and twenty-four minutes Twenty-three of the January Duemilaundici (Angkorwat)
Looking to understand. Understand
to interpret. Interpret
to act.
act for a living.
live in peace ...
The constant attempt to find a way "right" leads me to walk the streets seemingly endless, as with photography, looking for the shots you visualize more things, then you choose which is the time to increase pressure index and allow the mirror to stand up and stop the light of that frame that we have before our eyes, photography for me, and then observed, understanding, interpretation, action, life ...
Everything that goes beyond a objective (which is not a person capable of giving due weight to things) seems to have no memory, even if at the same time, what is captured is only a memory observed, understood and interpreted subjectively by the action of the author, can often, with more important when there is an artistic flavor to have an internal feeling, but it remains a subjective feeling.
complex task even to attempt to deconstruct the peace in the photograph.
to interpret. Interpret
to act.
act for a living.
live in peace ...
The constant attempt to find a way "right" leads me to walk the streets seemingly endless, as with photography, looking for the shots you visualize more things, then you choose which is the time to increase pressure index and allow the mirror to stand up and stop the light of that frame that we have before our eyes, photography for me, and then observed, understanding, interpretation, action, life ...
Everything that goes beyond a objective (which is not a person capable of giving due weight to things) seems to have no memory, even if at the same time, what is captured is only a memory observed, understood and interpreted subjectively by the action of the author, can often, with more important when there is an artistic flavor to have an internal feeling, but it remains a subjective feeling.
complex task even to attempt to deconstruct the peace in the photograph.
Days full and complex, I store a multitude of images and information that I try to arrange to keep the memory, Richard rightly suggested to me that things are going first and then lived and told, maybe I should only learn to take short appunti.Il danger of losing the details, not to mention good and let the subsequent experience to change their past memories.
I'll try to take me to equal the new journey by bus (five hours) waiting for me soon, from Seam Reap to Batambang .
Thanks to Max, Lorenzo, Alessandro, Antonio, Friends TukTuk, Quyen Duong &, Children met in orphanages, those encountered on the street.
Thanks to people who are waiting for me at home.
Thanks to those who read these words.
Thank you all for give me a chance to live this experience.
Thanks also to the part of me that does not give mai.MAI ...
K. ..
School Students Svay Sor of Siem Reap in the district of Varin |
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