Music of different spheres

Music of different spheres

We like to shoot concerts: everybody is at work, the light changes every second. I catch pictures like bear catch fish in a waterfall. Beautiful music of different spheres, beautiful people... and it turns out beautifully. A friend tells me that it would be necessary to tell stories about photos, why they are so and why. I caught myself on the fact that I deliberately subconsciously tear out the picture from the context. Here the girl at the microphone as it is — sings. And light, and smoke, and glare and sharpness-blur. Picture. What she sings about at that moment — I don’t remember what she thinks — I don’t know. I didn’t even try to think about what she was thinking, I didn’t think about anything either — merged with music, space and my fingers wrote out the rings of chiaroscuro on the keys of the camera. But I just wrote this when I thought about the meanings. And then I just was there and was and was in that moment, which suddenly ended in silence.
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B & W