Contemporary photography, accustomed to illusion and invention, eliminates clues and contexts, frames of reference, leaving the viewer less visual margin to understand the function and meaning of the images he observes. The power and charm of what is in front of him lies in the uncertainty, the fascination of the enigma of “what is happening? My images betray the viewer, they make him enter into a role of a disorder of sensations, a psychological discomfort or a visual emotion. In them I represent faces that come out of the darkness and materialize in the light. They are photos besieged by baroque paintings, not only because of their dark and somber light, but also because the very term Baroque expresses the concept of confused and impure artifice, of deception, of nature’s whimsy, of extravagance of thought. They are portraits without identity, visually compromising and ethically uncertain portraits.
This is the new meaning of photography … puffs of imagination. The illusion is marked by the interpretation and the photographic gaze.