María Dolores Bolívar
Current Gallery: Frontera ( piece)
Everyday comes with its very own surprise and we are witnesses. Remembering and capturing images keeps them from passing unnoticed. If anything, technology has kept reality from vanishing into oblivion. Of all images I want to capture with my camera, I like those in which people breathe, walk, worry, and express. When daguerreotypes became accessible to the imagination and people realized they could turn faces eternal by taking a photograph, people believed their souls could be, literally, stolen… snatched, by this act of magic, from their bodies, and placed amidst the fibers and molecules of a photographie. That is why I like talking to those trapped forever in Portraits, especially to people long gone. Who knows if their trapped souls are desperately trying to let us know how they feel, think, cope, while still among us... What about trees, birds, the moon? They are alive too… just like us. Often, as I recall their touching my life by looking at a picture that proves their passage, I feel little, the littlest creature of this planet… the creatures, perhaps the only ones in the natural order, who have more questions than answers… or so I thought as I observed a family of Pelicans traveling over my head… This is my gallery!
Everyday comes with its very own surprise and we are witnesses. Remembering and capturing images keeps them from passing unnoticed. If anything, technology has kept reality from vanishing into oblivion. Of all images I want to capture with my camera, I like those in which people breathe, walk, worry, and express. When daguerreotypes became accessible to the imagination and people realized they could turn faces eternal by taking a photograph, people believed their souls could be, literally, stolen… snatched, by this act of magic, from their bodies, and placed amidst the fibers and molecules of a photographie. That is why I like talking to those trapped forever in Portraits, especially to people long gone. Who knows if their trapped souls are desperately trying to let us know how they feel, think, cope, while still among us... What about trees, birds, the moon? They are alive too… just like us. Often, as I recall their touching my life by looking at a picture that proves their passage, I feel little, the littlest creature of this planet… the creatures, perhaps the only ones in the natural order, who have more questions than answers… or so I thought as I observed a family of Pelicans traveling over my head… This is my gallery!
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