Few
time ago I introduced you to the photographer Ben Rosser by showing
you a portrait in B&W by him. This time I chose a totally
different picture with a total different atmosphere. I chose a
picture from his trip to India. I believe my infatuation for his
photographs from this trip was due to my dear friend Swati. I often
say that to have an interest for a country I need to fall in love
with its language, but in the case of India, it is mainly thanks to
Swati and our friendship that I started developing an interest for
her country. She introduced me to some great indian blogs and among them
there is wearabout, a streetstyle/cultural indian blog. The blogger
behind it goees from region to region and takes pictures of people
and interview them. So far by reading it I have learnt SO many
things. Of course I am very ignorant about India but each time I am
on his blog I spent hours reading about the different ethnies
componing India, the dialects, I even end up on Wikipedia, Google or
Youtube looking for the songs of the musicians he photographed.
So
seeing Benjamin's pictures probably reminded me of all this though he
is not from India.
It
has been a long time since I didn't hang out with a photographer
until I met Frank Busch. Talking with him about photography is really
interesting as well as seeing how he perceives the world. His eye is
like a camera itself. The few times we met even when talking to me,
he couldn't help but always finding something worthy of being
captured. I envy to all photographers this capacity of seeing what
us, people that are not endowed with a photographic eye, cannot notice. And the
picture I am going to introduce you to is exactly about that.
Photographer: Benjamin Rosser or Ben Rosser
Ben's site: www.benrosser.com
What I am seeing. Usually
when taking a picture the subject is on the center. But here on
Benjamin's picture what is on the center is only there to lead the
way to the real subject. On the center of the photograph we see first
a shadow, then the feet belonging to this shadow. It is most probably
a man. I imagine him belonging to the working class because his feet
look quite worn out by the daily walking he must do everyday in these
sandals. His pace indicates that he is in movement and won't stop
walking. But while I am noticing this, my eye is attracted on the
left side by a colour totally different from the ones componing this
picture. From the warm and brown tones composing the shot,
something white suddenly pops out in front of my eyes. It is a little
girl. She is on the ground and I cannot tell why. All I know is that
I cannot take my eyes off of her. And no wonder she has such a
captivating glance! She doesn't look at the camera but her pupils are
like small diamonds shining on her tiny face. Is she in deep
thoughts? Is she tormented? I cannot tell. The only thing I know is
that despite her dirty clothes and face, she looks like an
apparition, she looks pure, and those eyes...Really I can't take my
eyes off of her.
Funny
thing is that she is not on the center of the picture and I thank
Benjamin to have chosen this angle, because for me this shot is just
surreal. This little girl just look like a little creature, so
fragile and yet so strong. Fragile because she is here seated on the
ground with all these people coming back and forth and who don't seem
to absolutely notice her and strong because she has such expressive
eyes. Eventhough she doesn't look at us, we can't help but being
fascinated by her.
Again
the subject, the little girl, is not on the center of this picture
and Benjamin didn't consider necessary to show the child in her
totality. We cannot see her hands nor her feet, all we have are her
piece of clothing and her face. But that's all we need and that
precisely why this shot holds so muchc intensity.
What
attracted the most your attention on this photograph? Let me know
below in the comments!
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