Questo progetto personale è nato dal bisogno di confrontarmi con il Mare, tanto amato ma anche tanto odiato. Un’attrazione per qualcosa che continua a darmi tantissimo, nonostante mi abbia anche tolto cose importanti.
“Why this attraction
Which the sea
Works upon me and
Feels so akin to death”
La connessione con la poesia di David Whalen è poi perfetta per riassumere tutti quei sentimenti che ruotano attorno a questo progetto.
Tutte le foto sono state scattate con una vecchia Pentax Me e un rullino IlFordHP5.
Tommaso Guermandi
Tommaso Guermandi
“Melancholia by the Sea” di David Whalen
Far below,
on misted beach
My ears perceive
The seabirds screechThey hear the rush Of rising tide
Sense the fleeting feel
Of licentious beach
To which both strand…And sea abideI hear (and observe)
Without reserve
This elemental
CommunionWhich beckons forth
My melancholy side
That yearns
To be in unionWith rocks and sea
That will always be
An integral and important
Part of meThe seamounts bedecked
With seaweed so rife
Strands strewn thick with vestiges
Of both death… and of life
on misted beach
My ears perceive
The seabirds screechThey hear the rush Of rising tide
Sense the fleeting feel
Of licentious beach
To which both strand…And sea abideI hear (and observe)
Without reserve
This elemental
CommunionWhich beckons forth
My melancholy side
That yearns
To be in unionWith rocks and sea
That will always be
An integral and important
Part of meThe seamounts bedecked
With seaweed so rife
Strands strewn thick with vestiges
Of both death… and of life
It arouses in me
Such melancholy
As to steal away
My very breath
Why this attraction
Which the sea
Works upon me and
Feels so akin to death
Yet it beckons to me
And I’m oh, so powerless you see
To resist this pull
The sea works upon me
And compulsively calls me
Back to Monterey Bay
and arouses anew,
my melancholy
…By the sea…
CREDITS
photographer: Tommaso Guermandi