Angel sadness

I am a photographer. I forgot to enjoy beauty, I am learning how to dissect it. Through the camera’s eye – too clean – with its sharp diaphragm blades I draw forth slices of reality.

„A pound of flesh, no less, no more”

I weigh exactly the pound of flesh that I am about to force out from the body of time and of happening. I choose exactly the quantity of live light I will steal from the soul of world. I haven’t found yet if I am a surgeon or a murderer of the moment.

I take them, I am looking for them, images, one after another, and I pass them through the universe of parallel mirrors between eye, mind and soul and I throw them in front of the salty wolves …

Website: christinadoro.com, www.purpleorca.co.uk