ARENA.
The creative power of sand, especially volcanic sand, in combination with sea surf is almost unbelievable and breathtakingly beautiful. If you are patient and observe carefully, this beauty reveals itself with overwhelming power - and yet only for a brief moment.
Lines, patterns and shades that have just been assembled into images disappear in the blink of an eye later into the ocean - only to free up the arena (lat. sand) the next moment for new, no less imaginative creations...
CHIEF WAR BONNET
CHIEF WAR BONNET
UNTITLED
UNTITLED
DECORATIVE FOLD IN THE DRESS
DECORATIVE FOLD IN THE DRESS
DANCING COUPLE (NAKED)
DANCING COUPLE (NAKED)
WOMAN WITH HAIR DECORATION
WOMAN WITH HAIR DECORATION
DESERT
DESERT
BLAZING FIRE
BLAZING FIRE
DANCER IN ECSTASY
DANCER IN ECSTASY
EMERCING SNAKE
EMERCING SNAKE
UNTITLED
UNTITLED
POND WITH TREES
POND WITH TREES
NUDE FEMALE BODY
NUDE FEMALE BODY
TREES IN CLIFF EDGE IN MOONLIGHT
TREES IN CLIFF EDGE IN MOONLIGHT
WOMAN THROWS UP HER HANDS IN DESPAIR
WOMAN THROWS UP HER HANDS IN DESPAIR
VEILED WOMEN
VEILED WOMEN
NAKED BODIES
NAKED BODIES
NAKED BODIES
NAKED BODIES
Lanzarote, Spain, 2023
VERSUS.
Marseille isn‘t a city for tourists.
There‘s nothing to see.
Its beauty can‘t be photographed.
It can only be shared.
It‘s a place where you have to take sides,
be passionately for or against.
Only then can you see what there is to see.
And you realize, too late,
that you‘re in the middle of a tragedy.
An ancient tragedy in which the hero is death.
In Marseille, even to lose you have to know how to fight.
— Jean-CLAUDE IZZO, TOTAL CHAOS
Marseille, France, 2016-2022
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