Thursday, 10 February 2011

untitled/sibiu 2006

The year was 2006. I was in Sibiu for the first time and while rambling around with my camera, I noticed this old man, apparently lost in the crowd. But somehow he stood in front of it, maybe because of his authenticity. He seemed at peace with himself but I kind of got this felling that he was in search of something. In search maybe of all things past, of his obliterated youth while all memories shuffling at a staggering rate before his eyes. This may very well be…

But the photo made me ponder the idea that perhaps it is in those moments, of greatest despair, that you find the strength and determination to carry on. It is in those moments of apparent calm, when all bleak feelings are just flushed away by some kind of generous divine intervention that helps you see a clearer sky above.

A few months later I was back in Sibiu and saw the same void trapped into this old body, calmly walking the streets of the city. Took some other photos and then decided to approach him with a casual conversation. I regret only this now...that I was too confused at the time, or maybe too emotional who knows, to ask him his name…

untitled, Sibiu 2006

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