To try to describe a foreign country is always a hard task.
Living there, trying to understand a different way of life, needs love and respect for the people of a land where a guest is always welcome, but is still a yabanci, a foreigner.
Like all images, photographs are by definition ambiguous, and prone to interpretation, and often I doubt of my ability to represent through my shots such a multilevel reality like the daily life in Turkey.
Still, when the Embassy of the Country where you live as a guest decide to choose some of your photos to depict its own country, you have the feeling to be on the right path.
This year, the Cultural Office of the Republic of Turkey’s Embassy in Italy has decided to insert some of my photos, along with those of other Turkish and Italian photographers, into their 2013 official yearbook.
Thanks to Müzeyyen Nalkesen, the first female Shadow Theater animator, to Urlice Vineyards of Urla and the nameless street kids of Istanbul, some tiny bits of my Turkey can be seen by many as I did through my lens.
A challenge, the choice among the photos from a year that has been a rainbow of mixed moods and feelings.
A staff made of enthusiast and friendly organizers, and a gallery in the heart of London.
Anger, Happiness, Enthusiasm, Sadness and more have mixed up into thousands of photos, all of them shot in 2011, and have produced the final choice of the ones that will be exhibited at the Vibe Gallery from March 1st to the 10th, thanks the organization of Art Caffe London.
Ten days in London to tell moods and feelings that produced five images. And new emotions.
They say that an image, a photograph, says more than a hundred words, and that is true.
But what it does say, as in every art, it’s up to the beholder. Every message, every tale is interpreted by who receives it, who processes it in the way he prefers. Because of this, art prescinds from the medium used by the artist, and glides into sensorial perception. And because of this, communication by images is so prone to manipulation.
Being it advertisement, journalism, entertainment, every image that is not merely fine art is prone to be exploited or twisted.
We live in a world where our sight is bombarded with images of any kind from awakening to sleep, even milk boxes, bus sides, official letters saturate us with images supposedly funneling our attention.
But our attention span is limited. The written words, being abstract, force us to elaboration, even only to translate a word into a thought, and the thought into an image. Information obtained through images are absorbed without filtering, amassed passively pending assimilation.
Once being used to accept a passive behavior in front of information, maybe only out of tiredness, we turn incapable of elaborate the facts suggested to us. So we end up to select facts according to our own opinions, but opinions shaped before elaborating information, can only be prejudicial.
As a photographer, after avoiding for years to be involved in “politics”, I cannot be unaware of the damage that this careless usage of images is causing to civilization. I think to the Romani People, to the anti islamic prejudices, but to Naples too, and how much it has been damaged by the mythology of illegality built by Neapolitans for years.
This website, like my job, will keep being based upon the photos and videos I shoot, but will be mostly a blog, with more frequent posts about what I do and what I think, for words and images should be delivered together, to tell stories that take us back to thinking.
Digisea.it will not be updated any more, but a selection of posts I find still interesting are available here, in the category “Digisea.it archive”. Photostories will keep publishing photos only, with the comments left up to visitors.
And to avoid any doubt: ALL the photos, ALL the videos and ALL the texts, except the few ones clearly labeled otherwise, have been shot or written by me, and are © piero castellano 2011, except when labeled as c/c.
This is for the ones, usually friends and especially relatives, but even customers, that send comments like “Wonderful, those photos of yours, but who shot them?”
Now, I hope to tell new stories, soon. The travel goes on.