These images are part of a self-portraits series called "Burden". The name of the series conveys that something precious and banal like your hair can give you an unnecessary burden that is also linked to absurd stereotypes about gender roles and how a woman and a man should look. At least, it was for me and it took me time to realize how social norms were indirectly deciding for me, as my hair became something that no longer resonated with me, at the same time it was hard to let go of the concept that my long hair represents greater femininity and effort, but I didn't realize this because I don't have the privilege of analyzing all this because I have to move on with my career and I need money to eat. I have like a year trying to take these photos to finally cut my hair. The intention of these images is to describe the relation that I have with my hair, you can see me, trying to emerge between my hair because normally is covering my face, my neck is down because my hair weights and cause me headaches, and also you can see that I have a lot of hair meaning that it is difficult to manage it. It is tiresome to comb it, to take care of it, and I know what are you thinking: “why do you keep it? You can cut it!” -Yes-, I’m going to, this serie is a goodbye to my hair, I know it sounded like I hated it but I also I love it, you see I'm 34 years old, since high school I started to grew my hair keeping it considerable long, for me it was normal to receive comments on the streets about my hair from strange people, "so beautiful hair" "I love your braids" "are you using extensions?" "do you sell it?", and it's not like my hair is a national treasure but from my perspective it was something very meaningful because it gave me a lot of confidence to the point I thought if I was cutting my hair I would lose my appeal, my image would be lost. That's why I wanted to take these self-portraits, to give it a proper goodbye honoring its time with me. Goodbye hair.

I’m constantly mesmerized by the interaction of various ecologies between different beings. I want my photographs to inspire a sense of wonder and mystery, but also a curiosity about the natural world and how to co-exist with it meaningfully and with great care. All of my work is in 35mm film, which allows me to experiment and engage with a more authentic process.

Behind our eyes we are blind. We live in thoughts and ideas, that we imagine, that we think we see. We are the audience of life, observers, ignorant and arrogant. We think we remember, we see images in front of our eyes, memories we say, false in reality, transformed by ideas and feelings. Regardless of that we find truth in them. Our perception suffers from myopia. We can perhaps see clearly what is closest to us, but at a distance things begin to lose their true form. We do not see things as they are, we inevitably adapt reality to ours, it is our truth.

Hello my name is Gian! I don’t know how it works cuz it’s my first time applying. I am a person who likes to take pictures from “afar” using my phone. Distant objects inspire me the most to the point that it became the theme for my Instagram. So I would like to share these pictures to the world. Thank you so much!

This portrait is part of a series of 30 images I created. I named the series "Jhalak", a Hindi word, meaning "Glimpse" as through the images, as well as quotes from the subject, I explore her culture and her relationship with it, as an Indian woman, born and living in the U.K.

The voices of hundreds of people mix with the sound of music at a distance, an old man playing nostalgic music by the bosporus and a guitar player under a bridge. The rustling of leafs can be hard to differentiate from the sound of the multitude. At times all of these sounds become mute and the chants from the muezzin run the streets. A young boy rushes to the mosque for the prayer to catch up with his family. Music on the streets is still playing, people are still loud and the leafs still rustle.

(Note: I am not certain on the order the images will be uploaded) Image 1-4: Bleed Canvas in Brown/Black & White. Handmade from start to finish, including canvas. Image 5-7: Loui Side table & Drape decorative bowls (Handmade side table: wood, concrete and faux marble. Handmade decorative bowls: cloth and layered concrete)

35mm black and white digitalized photographs.

In regards to the narrative of my work, my aim was to capture a scene which conveys multiple. I was inspired by Joel Meyerowitz, who once mentioned in an interview that he wanted his street photography to be "portals into the momentary characters of reality", a concept which I found incredibly fascinating. Therefore, I chose to adopt this approach myself, with this image. The appeal of street photography for me personally, is its unique and candid nature, as no two shots are alike.

Para el romántico, los pasos sobre las ciudades son un descubrimiento diario sobre la pasión y el sentido que el mundo se da a si mismo. Por ello cuando el caminante deja de caminar, su mundo pierde el sentido y el romance se convierte en incertidumbre. Para amar y conocer las alegrías de las personas hay que caminar de la mano de un mundo lleno de tradiciones y personas que a ellas le dan su vida.

It is through this visual narrative, in which I expose all the traits or aspects that affect people both individually and globally, those fears and voids that I know are generated in the midst of a time when the majority of the world is more connected in the digital world, creating the absence with the connection that could exist with his true feelings. A mood pandemic is born here, a state in which women and men of all ages are absent from personal connections, with more difficulties to show love, affection or affection, causing them to be only melancholy beings led to lonely states, depressive or simply, forgetting about human, friendly and family interaction.

Artista transdisciplinaria. Es licenciada en ciencias de la comunicación, fue productora de programas de televisión cultural. Sus trabajos han sido seleccionados en Bienales regionales. Apuesta por el arte conceptual , cualquiera que sea el soporte: fotografía, collage, instalación, arte digital y fotografía Habla 5 idiomas y también es escritora y cuenta cuentos.

Taken from a project called "The flowers are blooming again" about the search for a safe space or "home" in a hostile and alien environment. Inspired by Andrei Tarkovskys film Stalker, in particular the central characters view that the dangerous terrain of the Zone feels more like home to him than the city /country in which he lives. These images are part of my own journey to find a place that feels like home in an intimidating environment.

Confined in a metamorphic form, we see ouselves bofere becoming just another material trapped in a different form. The body, our current form, is the carrier of the soul, in which both momentarily coincide in harmony. Matter can be a home to the soul, as for the soul is merely passing through matter. The soul does not belong to matter, it feels trapped and imprisoned. It strives to reunite with its origins. Matter will follow its metamorphic nature, changing in form through time as it visits the living and the non living. The soul seeks to be detached from its current form to step into a new relm and go back to its origins.

On a hike in the north of England, I walked through this beautiful small village which was really only a cluster of stone cottages. There in the stone wall was this vibrant red postbox still in use today! It wasn’t just any postbox but one with “GR” on it, standing for King George V, the current Queen’s grandfather. It’s quite rare to find a postbox of this era, which makes it all the more special to find.