No Man's Land

We travel to distant lands looking for the richness of wild landscapes, often with hopes of coming face to face with hundreds of animals at once. We are always striving to share culture, knowledge and traditions with the indigenous populations that we acquaint with during our trips, even if sometimes we feel a resistance. We are constantly chasing something sensational to happen in the right place at the perfect moment, while secretly hoping we would never have to face the end of that moment - we fear a bitter disappointment. The feeling that many people have is a continuous research for extraordinary events often dictated by the speed and brevity of the moment we can live in these places. Thus, we are surrounded by pristine landscapes and are convinced to be far away from the rhythms that crowd our daily lives, only to realize that the desire to concentrate too much in too little time has not allowed us to notice the small details that follow us along the journey. We immerse ourselves in nature without being able to obliviate our ego and our urge to register as much as possible. That means we fail to feel satisfied with the little time spent in a place far from home. Approaching a country like Namibia, I tried to eliminate the need to see as much as I could in that little time, focusing my eyes and my camera on the small details of this wonderful land and trying to bring them back to a minimalist dimension. The intentional exclusion of color and the search of strokes of light in a land that is overflowing with elements were the means I used to exclude my dimension as a western traveler, thus becoming part of a place that is no man’s land.