"IF YOU CAN LOOK, SEE. IF YOU CAN SEE, NOTICE" - José Saramago

Pictures of everyday life, of local people, of humble, routine professions: the lower level of society in some provinces of India. The connection is visible between the photographer and the traces of the subject, his gaze, his posture...who voluntarily and consensually looks through the lens. Unrepeatable moments, mostly portraits taken in different contexts, all involved in a naturally intimate, very personal and almost familiar environment that automatically transports me to those places, those people, those looks, that cross the language barrier.

They are few seconds of connection. A few seconds where the photographer subjects the thought to the feeling. Which, as Alberto Caeiro wrote, heteronymous very similar to my love:

"I believe in the world as in a oxeye daisy,
Because I see him. But I don't think about him.
Because to think is not to understand...
The world was not made for us to think about it
(To think is to be sick to the eye)
But to look at it and be in agreement...
I have no philosophy: I have senses...
If I mention nature, it's not because I know what it is,
But because I love her, and I love her for it,
Because whoever loves never knows what they love
Nor do know why love, or what it's like to love...
To love is eternal innocence,
And the only innocence not to think..."

This selection results from a relationship of "extreme proximity, assumed" that eternalizes and is transported here, so far from there, from those colors, smells, flavors and textures. Different ways of being that cross, through tolerance and acceptance of the other. Ways to see, to look at the world and the others...