This is a photography collection, a project about my father. After thinking for a long time, I decided to publish this series. I usually withdraw into myself, avoiding to open up and express my feelings to others. The main reason why I’ve carried on with this project is because I’ve never photographed my mother. That’s one of my greatest sorrows, which has always influenced my work. I rarely take “joyous pictures”, because of this interior melancholy.
I prefer black and white photographs to capture and convey emotions in a picture. In my opinion, the deeper side of the world appears, when colours disappear.
I tried to capture my father’s soul in these pictures, even if it has been hard, because of his refuse to be photographed.
I have recently taken many pictures, ranging from common people, brides and grooms and ill people. Every time I noticed a continuous change in people’ self-awareness: self-consciousness seems to become more negative as time passes and the signs of age increase on our faces.
I think my father has noticed his physical and inner change too, getting annoyed about these pictures which reflect our changing image.