WorldWatchingMeWatching

WorldWatchingMeWatching I love the narrative power of photography for its ability of standing in front of supposed reality to make "come to light", to the surface of our possibility of understanding, the true hidden meaning of things, people and places, that is reality at his higher level of truth: this narrative power of photography of telling stories is endeless, as we can stand alone in front of many realities with many eyes, many moods, many fantasies, many memories, many needs, many lights, many stories, all everchanging and multiplied for as many people in the world. And this can be narrated by everyone with photography, with as many languages as many worlds that we can see or not, depending on how many worlds can live inside us: it's a sensitivity issue, it's senses dancing trough eyes, and there comes our many languages. So what we can see in the streets is what we can see inside us, looking at the world and chosing what of the world is worth showing as the world is watching us watching.