Point of View

What do you see in my pictures?

Do you see the hands of a potentially lovely woman on a pottery wheel?

Or you see the poor environment in which this talented potter works?

Or you see some hidden sensual element in the way his hands teach her hands to treat clay?

Honestly, I often don't judge what I'm shooting at the moment I'm shooting it. Often I don't even see what I'm actually shooting.

I didn't see what I was shooting until I started processing the photos in Photoshop.

So in this case, I really intended to photograph women's hands working on a potter's wheel.

It wasn't until later, however, that I noticed that I had actually captured the extreme misery that housed this pottery workshop.

What I really don't understand is why a lot of people who live in this country don't notice what misery they actually live in.

More and more often I hear and read patriotic statements like: This is the most wonderful place to live, this is the greatest country, we are the greatest people, this country above all, everything's perfect.
It's not even: This country is poor, but I love it because it is my home. And it's not perfect, it's not even good, but I still love it.

What I can't stand is living in a hypocritical lie. And to say every day that everything is perfect when it's not.

Because the "everything's perfect" culture often creates freaks.

By checking social platforms and social networks, you can see more women with plastic surgery and beauty enhancements than women with natural looks. You'll also see a lot more men whose bodies look like they're going to explode every moment of taking chemistry and many hours spent in grueling workouts than really normal-looking sexy men.

And these freak life standards are increasingly being imposed in this culture, where everything is perfect, but in fact nothing is right.

I hope you can also see this from the photos shown.

So, what do you see in my pictures?

These are just some Sunday, #SublimeSunday life reflections.
In black and white.

Cheers