a Brno girl 21 - Marketa F.

Marketa, from Brno. Enjoy it.

 

An interview: Miguel Jose Flores, Peruvian photographer.

Miguel Flores started as photojournalist to become then a fashion and advertising fotographer and release all his energy and creativity. Based in Lima he share today with us some of his thoughs and story. Enjoy it.

a Brno girl 20 - Martina

An interview: Morfi Jimenez Mercado, Peruvian photographer.

She know everything, Guillermina Tipo (86). Capachica, Puno

With this interview I am starting a new section in my blog, an interview to a Peruvian photographer and to start we have Morfi Jimenez, winner of the Hasselblad Master in the category of portrait in 2008.

The gigantic dildo and the urinary.

Brno is a small city, but despite of that it has some "strange" attractions, here two of them:

First an urinary located at the faculty of arts of the Brno University of Technology. Obviously nobody use it.

Three happy animals

Just some random stuff:




And the happy donkey come to me and smiled.





A happy unknown animal.





A duck smile.

In a not so quiet night...

These photographs are a small series titled: In a not so quiet night... They are images of fireworks and were taken during the fireworks festival of Ignis brunensis, in my city, Brno.

You can see the whole gallery in my website gallery.

Enjoy them:

Stellar sperm.

About my photoss of cosplayers.

Three days ago I added a new gallery to my portfolio section in website, the gallery is a selection of my portraits of cosplayers that I have done in the past years while attending the anime convention Anime fest in the city of Brno.  My images have over-saturated colors, they are not “real” but my intention is not to represent reality. Anime and coplay is about fantasy and therefore in my photographs I want to show that fantasy, that unreal world of rich colors and fictional characters.

For me they are portraits of people who has the valor, courage, craziness and dare to live their dream at least for a day, incarnating someone they admire or like. Obviously some just want to have fun but still require courage to dress like that and go out to the streets.

Here some of them:

In a Czech bar...

Last weekend I made a little trip to Slavkov u Brna, a small town outside Brno. Its main attraction is is a castle  which unfortunately does not allow photography inside :( , so this post wont be about my photos of  castle however after my tour I went to a restaurant to have lunch but instead of sit on the bar and order a beer, open my notebook and start to make notes of some ideas for some poems I had in my head. After approximately five minutes a girl come and sat two sits next to me and something of her called  my attention, her ring, I don't know why I had the curiosity to ask her to make some shoots of it. So in my poor Czech I asked if I could and for my surprise she agreed, then I asked her friends who were working in the restaurant if I could make some portraits of them and they said yes too. 

I am not very into photographing strangers but is good to surprise yourself from time time and try something different. To break the ice there is no better "weapon" that a sincere smile.

a girl - Aksana

This images were, literally buried in my hard drive. I took them long time ago when I was a photographer at Carnival cruise line in 2008. During one of those nice and very few day when the crew members get some enough time off to enjoy properly a day at the beach. I posted one a while ago in my Facebook fan page and then again were forgotten until today.
She is from Belorussia and very pretty, isn't it?

a poem - Violence

Fallen Gods from the eternal dream
is time for human anger
and divine revenge
let's take back our ethereal kingdom
of lust and silence
let's gather under burned trees
and rise against the sitting tyrant.

  Merciless humans,

march to the battle at sunrise.

Pray forgiveness to the Gods and Saints
you will deny in future times
and once in the cold battle field
if your hands are tired and clean
immortality will be given to you.

Beautiful slayers of purified violence
light the heart of the beaten warrior
and collect his blood as a trophy.
Bring anarchy to our homes
where despair can reign
and Gods with Humans can finally
coexist.

                                                    June 2012, Carlos Lopez.

a poem - A good bye

Once I saw your eyes
then I saw your smile
and I wanted to hold your hand.

I called you my princess
and were happy.

We walk in summer days
and count the stars at night.

But the night became darker
and I could not see your eyes,
I couldn't see your smile.

  But was not the darker night,
I had closed my eyes
and I feel very sad.

Then I opened my heart
but you were not longer with me.
-
Where is my princess?
Where are your green eyes?
I love you and  I cannot see you
Please, to me come back.