Monthly Archive for September, 2013

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Dana Matthews – One Farm One Decade

Dana Matthews

One Farm One Decade


Over thirty years ago, photographer Dana Matthews and writer Richard Giles met in the rural deep south. Matthews came from her grandmother’s farm and Giles from the Delta by way of farms in the Mississippi Black Belt. Between Matthews’s home in Alabama and Giles’s home in Mississippi lies Hale county Alabama, where Walker Evans and James Agee collaborated to make “Let Us Now Praise Famous Men”, that amazing document about people struggling to survive in places where food, hardship, beauty and hunger meet. These realities very much describe the lives of small-scale farmers in America today.

We came north, not together, but by separate accidents, and found our familiar ‘south’ in the Catskills region of New York State. Delaware County, three hours out of the great city, the watershed from which New York drinks, with its deep rich soils along the rivers, is one of the poorest counties in the state. This ironic tune plays again and again across our country rich land, poor people; good food gone over to a land of potato chips. Giles came back to the country with his wife Holley, to farm small and to write. Matthews came from her Brooklyn art studio in a blighted urban wasteland to her cabin in the woods to create.

All of this is to say that the collaboration between this photographer and this writer began years ago and now lives on an old farm in a whole new world of local food, clean food, food touched again by human hands. And the life of the farm and the life of the food comes, yes, from the dirt, but also from the hands of those who grow and harvest it, wash it and pack it into boxes. And this collaboration comes to this land and to these farmers who farm the land to ask for images the photographs and the paragraphs each lusting in their own way for images that, taken together, might make sense of the life of our food.

Excerpts of the writing that will accompany the photos can be found in the “additional details” portion next to the photographs.




Dana Matthews was born in Alabama and currently resides both in Brooklyn, NY and upstate in the Catskills. She received a BFA at the University of Alabama and an MFA at Rhode Island School of Design. For the past twenty years she has worked with her cameras creating photographs and installations that are related to the environment and the sensitive time that we live in. She chooses to practice traditional and alternative processes such as wet-plate collodion, cyanotypes and gelatin silver printing.

Currently, she has a solo show of seascapes at Urban Zen in Los Angeles, CA. Most recently, she had a solo show titled “The Cruel Radiance of What Is” at chashama gallery in Chelsea, NYC  and a photographic installation as well as ‘still life’ photographs in an exhibition titled “Freak Antique” at Delaware Center for the Contemporary Arts. Dana’s work has been exhibited in museums and galleries across the United States and is represented in domestic and international collections.


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Sunny Sky

I keep a polaroid of a sunny sky handy for when it rains. Amazing how a quick glance at it completely changes my mood. And I’ve got a million more of these little artefacts that do nothing else but remind me.

A wise person once told me that anyone or anything worth remembering will stay inside your heart no matter what, and that you shouldn’t need anything physical to remind. So true. But just for now, I feel more at ease carrying in my pocket a tiny wooden airplane, an acorn, a coin, a piece of string and a cherry pip. Until I’m ready to let go.


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Sara Munari – Dolphins Sleep with Open Eyes

Sara Munari

Dolphins Sleep With Open Eyes


Zoos are born with informative intent to know and understand animal breeds, otherwise unattainable. I wonder today which is the sense of life of an animal that is born, grows and dies in a cage. Strange form of entertainment for humans, or thin pretense of superiority? Whatever the motivation, certainly it does not justify the existence of these places, where nothing is taught and deserts the compassion that makes us human beings.

Every day, through media and advertising, we are fueled by fictitious emotion performing our function purifying and giving complete solution to our real lives, but the rules of the game are understood and accepted by players and spectators: it is fiction.

For none of these animals the show will never end, under the distracted people’s eyes, walking through the cages with bars and glass, expecting to see an event, so it was worth to buy a ticket: Big Brother fee.

Where the animal is missing or holed up, to evade the human curiosity, here is the puppet that takes over, the cup, the granite statue of the animal that is representation.

A representation in the representation: who is alive seems dead, who is fake should look alive. The work consists in 40 diptychs. Pictures are taken in: Berlin, Madrid, Zaragoza, Cordoba, Seville, Bergamo, Milan.

What I would do is to continue my work with other theme parks, and represent men’s relationship with amusement parks (Gardaland-disneyland-Eurodisney, etc.).

I did this work in Europe, now, if possible I would like to continue in America, and in Asia, to understand the different relationships depending on the origin of the people.




Born in Milan in 1972. Lives and works in Lecco, Italy.

She studied photography by Isfav in Padua, where she graduated as a professional photographer. She opens in 2001 THE STATION PHOTO, Studio and Gallery for photo exhibitions and courses. A Professor of History of Photography at the Italian Institute of Photography in Milan and visual communication and photography technique at Isgmd of Lecco, and from 2005 to 2008 she was artistic director of Leccoimmagifestival for which organizes exhibitions of photography by great Italian and young photographers from all over Europe. She participated in 2008 to award San Fedele. She has exhibited in Italy and Europe in galleries and museums of contemporary art. Her work is part of the National photographic archives of Castellanza and the archive of Tor Vergata University in Rome.

In 2009 she released his first book “Ocean India.” In 2011 the second one called “Non solo badanti”. She is portfolio reader in National Competitions and Festivals.


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Helena offers me a full explanation of how her hair once was this way, how it must be made this way again, and how she’s going to make it happen. In the process she informs me casually about the art of mixing colors, and – of course – what her very own favorite color is and why it is the bestest ever. I learn so much from kids, and it means the world to me. Photo by @antonkusters

I don’t need glasses

I often need to take time to think about things. Wander. Not only daydreams out the window, but often longer, days, weeks. A winter. Or a summer. It doesn’t interfere with my work or anything, it’s just kind of like an undertone that becomes part of me for a while. I like to think it keeps me grounded.

And when I wander, I always start wearing my glasses. It’s weird, because I never wear my glasses. I just don’t need them. Except for those times. It seems like wearing my glasses makes me see things clearer. Photo by @antonkusters

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Independence Day. Couple kiss in front of police men in the protests tonight at the State Government Palace. Rio de Janeiro. Photo by: Ana Carolina Fernandes @culafernandes

This is my last post for Burn Diary. Thank you very much for this great opportunity!! @davidalanharvey @candypilargodoy, Eva, Roberta and all the Burn team!! I also thank everyone who followed!!

Independence Day

Independence Day in Brazil. Members of the Black Bloc undergo a seller of cotton candy on their way to protest, in the historic center of Rio de Janeiro. Photo by: Ana Carolina Fernandes @culafernandes

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