"There cannot be a clear division, a borderline, between landscape and me. Rather, we flow through each other. Maybe we are fundamentally made from the same material."
A Brief Review of Néstor Almendros’s A Man with a Camera, but Mostly My Own Thoughts about Film, Art and the Human Condition
A portrait of a poet who was imprisoned in a Soviet labor camp and went on to become a leading figure in contemporary Latvian literature.
A synthesis of photography and text, ‘blossoming dust’ is a meditation on time, aspiration, disappointment and reconciliation.
The same photograph is ontologically impossible. But it is enough to spend a few minutes on Instagram, Flickr or Tumblr to see that a similar photograph is not only possible but is in fact quite frequent.
Images to chart "the forever insurmountable distance between human endeavors and the silence of the absurd world."