"Giochiamo a pallone?" - literally "Let's play ball?", it's a typical invitation to play street football in the south of Italy, when a bunch of kids meets in the street.
It was one of the questions i most adored being told when I was little, when there were still no internet, game console and social media. An obvious question for an obvious answer as a few moments later we were already down into the street, or on the square, or in an abandoned pitch or, indeed, in the churchyard of a church. We just placed four stones as goal posts, and suddenly, that anonymous place, becoming, in our eyes, a beautiful stadium with a greenfield of fresh grass and two professionals goals, without the need to wear 3D glasses ...
Today, unfortunately, it happens very rarely to meet this kind of situation, but, traveling, especially in Latin areas or in the southern part of the world (Sicily, Morocco, South America ..), as soon as I see children playing football in the street, I stand still, observe them, feeling a shiver down my spine, and like magic, i go back to when i was a child and i start to breathe those wonderful feelings of the past.
My feet and my legs start pawing, instinct and heart ask me to throw me in the middle of the action and start chasing the ball, but the love for photography stops me, as if to add magic to a place that is already full of, I run after that ball looking through the viewfinder of my camera and that adrenaline that I had as a child when I was in front of the goal ready to kick, it's transferred on my finger on the shutter button, as the ball under the sole of the shoe, ready to kick or, in my case, to capture the moment.
Aahh, how I envy those kids and how much I admire them, because they still know how to enjoy the beauty of their years and their dreams and, above all, the richness of having nothing more than a dirty, worn ball, to play football until is dark.
Velocità e fatica su due ruote.
In questi giorni si sta svolgendo lo Skoda Tour de Luxembourg, la gara di ciclismo più importante nel Granducato. Mi son ritrovato li, per puro caso, durante la crono, sotto una pioggia battente ed è stato bello vedere dal vivo l'impressionante forza e velocita che impegano questi atleti, nonostante le condizioni metereologiche così avverse.
Non sono un amante di fotografia sportiva, ma “graficamente” la scena mi ha intrigato molto perchè gli atleti sfrecciavano uno alla volta senza confusione intorno e con la pioggia battente che creava riflessi e sfumature interessanti.
Così mi sono detto: come scattare una bella foto e allo stesso tempo transmettere la velocità e lo sforzo do quest atleti?
Ho pensato alla tecnica del “panning” che consiste nell'utilizzare tempi bassi in modo da congelare solo soggetto in movimento ed avere tutto il resto in movimento.
La prima prova è stata subito ottima e così ho trovato un modo per rendere interessante e divertente un'occasione fotografica altrimenti per me noiosa.
You can buy the pictures on my website: http://www.sabinoparente.com/p883566506
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“The mind can go in a thousand directions, but on this beautiful path, I walk in peace. With each step, the wind blows. With each step, a flower blooms.” - Thích Nhất Hạnh
The idea is to show that "one more step" into the life of a stranger from all over the world. We don't know where they are going, neither who they are, but instinctively our eyes try to follow their path and our brain tries to immagine their life
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The beauty of japanese sakura! The best place to celebrate and enjoy the spring season is Japan, where the bloom of cherry blossoms, Sakura, is celebrated everywhere, night and day, with lot of enthusiasm and happyness, having fun or simply admiring the beautiful cherry trees fully flowered.
Here are my impressions of Japanese Sakura.
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“Houses gone. Bodies everywhere — no arms, no legs, everyone just dead. You look and you ask, ‘Were these really human beings?’ ”
"A dragonfly flitted in front of me and stopped on a fence. I stood up, too my cap in my hands, and was about to catch the dragonfly when..."
Visiting Hiroshima and the memorial of the atomic bomb was one of the most 'touching experiences of my life. I felt in a place where time has truly stopped at 8:15 of the August 6, 1945, when humanity has reached the lowest and ignoble point in its history. Walking among the sad memories of that day caused me a deep sense of shame, sadness and emptiness in my soul. But see what happened with your own eyes know the history of that brutal day also helps you to give birth to the strong desire for peace and respect in the world. There were many children who watched those brutal, shocking, crude images, with the lightness of those who do not know what hatred, war, death is. And many elderly who on the contrary had in his eyes the anguish of those who know what man can be capable of and the knowledge that they can never again remove the memory of that bloody bomb. I have kept all this in a deep silence, with a knot in my stomach and a sense of impotence in front of the human stupidity. Peace