Max Papeschi is a highly controversial artist, known for the application of the collage technique in order to associate very diverse personalities, symbols and icons. His favorite targets are Adolf Hitler, Stalin, Mikey Mouse, Kim Jong-un and, lately, the president-elect of the United States in person: mister Donald Trump. Tonight our indiscreet camera will take us to the opening of his show The Best Is Yet To Come at the M.A.C., one of the most glamorous art galleries in the Swinging Milano.
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The iconography of Saint Jerome, one of four Doctors of the Church, is conditioned by a passage in his autobiography which describes the hardness of his period of penance in the desert of Chalcis. Half naked, his hair dirty, ungroomed, his body wasted, ill-concealed by his sackcloth, gaunt from the mortification of the flesh, his belly bloated, surrounded by scorpions and wild beasts. Read more ““SAINT JEROME WRITING” AT THE AMBROSIANA IN MILANO”
I shot these images to try out a new lens and these friends patiently accepted to pose for me. I know M. since I was ten or something. Italy was going throught a period of great economic development called “Boom” and we had great expectations for our future. Ages… I met P. in a pizza restaurant the night she and M. first met. So, quite some friends. Thank you friends.
Ho scattato queste foto per provare un nuovo obiettivo e questi amici hanno accettato di posare per me. Conosco M. da quando avevo dieci anni o giù di lì. L’Italia stava allora vivendo un periodo di grande sviluppo, il famoso “Boom economico”, e noi coltivavamo grandi speranze per il futuro. Secoli fa… Ho incontrato P. in una pizzeria la sera che lei e M. si sono incontrati per la prima volta. Insomma, grandi amici. Grazie amici.
Le mani del Fabbro Gaudenzio.
I cannot help dedicating my first post to the person I share my life with, she who has more and more infected me back into an old practise I haven’t been following for too long.
Il mio primo post non può essere dedicato ad altro che alla persona con cui condivido la maggior parte della mia vita e che mi ha progressivamente ri-contaggiato in un’attività che non praticavo più da troppo tempo.