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Lorenzo Franzi - Photographer |
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lunedì, 23 febbraio 2009 |
True photographers have wings on their feet, because no-one can hear them coming. Ours is invisible, too, because you find him standing next to you when you least expect him: even at the end of a concert, when together with your colleagues, you’re thanking the audience for its standing ovation, he’s there, right in front of you, taking photographs. He'd lift his camera into the air like a basketball player making a hook shot, and we'd be able to see the funny expressions on his face.
I’m not qualified to pass judgement on a photographer's work, but I know what you feel when you look at something beautiful. And my colleagues felt exactly the same, when Lorenzo joined us in Lisbon for the last Cantar Lontano concert. Almost shamefacedly, as if showing stolen goods, he would come up to each of us in turn to show us a photograph he'd just taken. Then some of us started photographing him, but it's no use, you have to know what you're doing.
It gives us great pleasure to show you some of his photographs, from the first, taken on the streets of Lisbon showing a confectioner carrying two containers in the colour of the Portuguese flag on his shoulders, to the last, with the cakes that were waiting for us outside the cold church at the end of the rehearsals. At first, I didn't understand why he kept on photographing confectionery: sweets as a homage to music, or sweets as a reward for the job done? Then I understood: he meant the sweetness of starting and ending, the sweetness inside, because he would have been a confectioner himself if he hadn't chosen a different destiny from his forebears: the Franzi family of Albiolo, confectioners to a man. Perhaps no-one could photograph music better than a confectioner-photographer.
Marco Mencoboni
More about Lorenzo Franzi: www.lorenzofranzi.com
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Last Updated ( lunedì, 23 febbraio 2009 )
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