Thursday, August 14, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Having grown up by the Pacific Ocean, spent some years in New Orleans (a city below sea level off of the Gulf of Mexico) and now residing a short commute from the Atlantic Ocean, I have a love/ hate relationship with deep and vast bodies of water. They are magnificently dangerous, stunning and enormous, mysterious and powerful. Below the surface I can only guess what dwells. However my imagination races while I am in water with immeasurable depths, I cannot fathom being landlocked. Three documentary photographers turning their lenses towards the horizon line where water meets air. Perhaps a sign I need to take another trip to the shore.
Enjoy.
Enjoy.
Guilhem Alandry, London-based, Org from France
From the project 'The Pangalanes Canal, Madagascar'
" The fishers go out at 5 o’clock in the morning on the Indian Ocean, trying to pass the shore break. The sea has bigger and more fish, but if they don’t manage to pass the shore, they will fish in the canal. This day only a few fishers managed to pass it; some kept trying for several hours. The weather was particularly difficult that morning."
From the project 'The Pangalanes Canal, Madagascar'
" The fishers go out at 5 o’clock in the morning on the Indian Ocean, trying to pass the shore break. The sea has bigger and more fish, but if they don’t manage to pass the shore, they will fish in the canal. This day only a few fishers managed to pass it; some kept trying for several hours. The weather was particularly difficult that morning."
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