The unassuming is something I have always enjoyed in things in life and especially in the case of photographs. Unassuming people who present genuine interest yet stand at a further than comfortable distance always radiate a kind of genius that will always prevail over the pushy closeness the industry usually requires.
It all starts with a side hand, reaching around to the side of a breast covered amongst clothes, creating a visual contrast of burgundy and pale green, a smile that does not crink, but echoes over the face of the receiver. The pictures know what they say, but they have no idea how to explain it fully. It becomes an act of tenuous touch.
Photographs do not need to really verbally explain anything, and they rarely do this, their qualities, sensations they create make something that we feel in our bones before our mind registers. They follow no logic and ignore what we are meant to do; they do not comply with digital pressures and do not need to be thrown around like a common leaflet. Their presence is much more intimate, as if we are witnessing something. We bear witness to a private moment, but have been shared with the right consent. They are public but have not created visual litter, but sit in the corner of the photographic world instead of the first thing we may see on a tourist guide.
A self taught artist is the culprit to these feelings discussed, Giulia Bersani, a Milan based artist exploring incredible moments made through the camera’s presence. They are ideas, they are not solid, and squirm like water may, they avoid labels and do not concern themselves with recognition; they just sit there waiting for the right audience to find them. Waiting for the right treatment and visual reaction to the viewer, for they possess an ingredient that many pictures forgot. It is not possible to state this in a word; when you look at the pictures you’ll know.