... Ten years after his death.
"I have my hands caress the face"
Scanno (Abruzzo) If I lived one day if I could live
.
If I live I'll never know if it was true.
close my eyes and see me die.
There will be neither before nor after.
I will leave my portion in a closed garden of dreams
and in all places in all the ways
will stand to tell the other side of my life
where he died the death
...
They'll never know if it was true.
Mario Giacomelli
This portrait has made Paola Biagetti.
It 's the picture of an artist: Mario Giacomelli who works, or should I say, passion and sense of craft, worked in a printing [Today at this location is a store that sells ... I do not remember, something ... and every time we step in front of me seems to have lost the usual time. It was in my view, a memory to store].
The world knows what has been for Mario, that is a great photographer, and I, who live in this town for twenty years, I met him in person, I have often seen walking through the course, I saw him stuck behind the counter of the printing is too small to contain all that was inside. I talked a few times, and I learned later, much later, in New York as well as in Tokyo, via Paris, the man was known and appreciated for his photographs. He questions as to the secondary, did not seem to give it weight. I know people (who do not know ...) that is sewn on with pride, often excessive and out of place, the label of "artist", and he, who had the titles, nothing! Not a pose, no nothing.
A kind man, available, with eyes full of wrinkles and stories that today we are allowed to see through his art. You guessed even in the midst of the crowd along the streets of the city, that cloud of white hair that framed her face, and created a special volume all around. Sometimes I imagined it in black and white, as he himself was a picture. In fact, there are many portraits (like the picture I posted above) that have made him a very interesting artistic subject.
also I love the originality of the dilution of who chose for his photographs, titles evoking contexts, feelings clear: "I have my hands caress the face," a " man, a woman, a love "," A Silvia "," Homage to Spoon River "," Death will come and will have your eyes "," Happiness is attained walk "," My head is full mom, "" Moon widow "" This I remember him telling "...
The list is much longer and more detailed course. And since I am not an expert but only a passionate, I want to do in this blog is to remember the Mario day of the tenth anniversary of his death, because remembering is a bit 'to make life. Of course I hope to be of interest to someone that maybe before you read the blog did not know him, and now wants to learn more. And who knows, you only one way to cool ideas.
I invite you to visit the site, to know this great artist, because it is a feast for the eyes, even when it comes to heavy subjects, like the scenes in the asylum . There are beautiful models posing in between his shots. Only real life, its history and people who have it carved in the face, body ... a lived body, without any reason for shame or inadequacy, as the marketing would have us believe today insistently.
The wrinkle is not "poetic", it's just a wrinkle, and the body is not beautiful or ugly, but a vehicle of life, a "witness" to which the black and white, paradoxically, gives more color and intensity. The models want the pouting, no smiles. His still lifes finally, at times reminiscent of the paintings of Giorgio Morandi, while in some photos of the rural areas, sometimes as photographed from topographic maps, I learned that, for reasons I do not know, make me think of Van Gogh
His passion for photography grows with the friends of the group photograph Misa .
Advocate Cavalli, which was an important guide for Giacomelli, speaks of this association as a group "modest" that avoids any form of publicity and controversy " short ... trying to keep us out ... the usual diatribes about realism? Abstract? Lyricism? Controversies that are, many times only to disturb those who desire to work. We are happy, however, be left in peace to our work. What is a work quietly it takes time to form a conscious artistic taste; it takes time to remove the young technical defects, defects of style, the easy abandonment of a sentimental way, for example him understand but feeling that Chopin is "The blonde in gondoleta" is sentimental ... sentimentalism leads to oleography, as intellectualism, especially if they come from ill-digested notions, leading to the desert, I mean desert poetic ...."
This statement made me think once more to the boundary line that exists between those who create art and who, on the other side of a danger in seeking a definition.
Association Misa is placed before (in the national competition) among all Italian associations, and I am sure that many inhabitants of the city, still do not know anything.
still add a small selection of the interview released by Horses:
"Yes, it is a great success, but not the only one. In the same national competition, one of our partner, Mario Giacomelli , won the first prize with the complexity of its operations, among all participants. Winning with a complex of works is to be able to demonstrate a personality .... but now if you want a more effective in our climate, go have a chat with Giacomelli. You know him, be sure working in his small printing ... "
Giacomelli, commented:
" Of course I'm happy to have won a national competition. Especially since photographer only about a year. photography I love to feel that it is impossible for me to express my feelings. It is not always easy, there are also technical difficulties, such as when a sometimes talking is not the right word to express what's inside, so sometimes you would like to photograph but I can not say. I am grateful to Cavalli that since my first steps I have always encouraged and supported. I believe that many young people in Italy who are grateful. He leaves us free to follow the way we like, more than simply advise us in choosing and supervising the taste. It is wise that the guide is illustrated by the fact that it was he who select jobs at the national competition that I have done, with great joy to win. Say it for pleasure because I know I have given him some comfort. And I'm happy. "
"Death will come and will have your eyes" Pietro Donzelli instead gave him this advice, which the photographer will always be very faithful:
"I always try to summarize in a few elements of his argument, invent photographs, its sensitivity certainly suggest them to him. Sometimes just a sound or voice within us to create an image or character. They tell these people, first to himself, then others with a slide show ... It will be tough on his way, how hard my because melancholy is not always accepted by those who seek to escape it. But remember that the path of the artists is made only of sadness and pain. Come to comfort the sorrow of others ... Make every now and then a staff trying to tell in pictures .... "
"This I remember him telling" "Homecoming" is a series of photos made in 2000, the year of his death, and inspired by a poem by George Caproni:
I returned the '
I had never been.
None as it was
has changed.
on the table (sull'incerato
squared) mezzanine I found the glass
never filled. Everything is still left as
never had left.
Hello Mario.
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