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A bird inside a cage forgets how to fly, a dolphin inside a pool forgets how to dive, a lion inside a Zoo forgets how to hunt, a human without freedom of expression forgets to how live.  More Photos on http://rchircop.com/thoughts-for-the-awakened/

Unleash A bird inside a cage forgets how to fly, a dolphin inside a pool forgets how to dive, a lion inside a Zoo forgets how to hunt, a human without freedom of expression forgets how to live.

 

I walked through Strada Mercanti (Merchants Street) then down toward Strada San Paolo (St Pauls’ Street) and stopped there to have a look at the balconies that so dominantly govern the upper views of the streets.  Suddenly, thoughts from my past when I was still a child, I used to wonder who had ever built such a great city, so strong, so invincible.  Today I see the crumbling walls, the buildings mostly uninhabited, the doors tattered by time.

All 20 photographs focus on the capital city of Valletta, that rests dominant on Mt Schiberras.  I shot most of the images during night time when shadows and the absence of natural light brings out the real character of the city that most people ignore.

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One memory that I recall very well is the view of the old market from St Paul’s Street.  As a child I used to look up and see those magnificent balconies, the market structure, the elaborate masonry that adorns every corner.  Those big wooden doors aged and tattered by the elements, but at the same time still holding strong, hiding secrets between walls that have been there for centuries.

My aim in this exhibition is to bring out those moments when Valletta is calm and quiet, so that one can hear her voice, aged but still dominant and convincing. A city so very well fortified that even today one can still feel protected within her walls.

I visit the capital city of Valletta several times and never return empty handed, there is always that spot I have not looked into, and somehow it feels like a relationship that slowly evolves and matures by time only to get better and better.

I have chosen to work in black and white because it gives more impact to the subject. I feel that such architecture, should not be lost within color but should speak for itself through shadows and the balance between light and darkness.

These are not just photos of a city they are snapshots of history, of a culture, a presence that has left permanent impact on today’s society.

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“My World” photographic exhibition has been extended for another month so here is another chance for anyone who could not make it, for the past weeks.

 

After the great feedback received the committee of the centre  suggested  an extended viewing period at “Ir-Razzett tal Markiz Mallia Tabone”.  Click here for more details.

 

I would like to thank all those who visited and also for those who left their thoughts and greetings on the visitors book.  It has been a great pleasure to meet some of you during the opening and also throught the exhibition period.

 

Anyone who may wish to visit off the visiting hours please just send me an email on info@rchircop.com and i’ll make sure to be there and accompany you for the viewing.

Thank you.

 


 

I came back here to see you after all this time, only to find the sand you may have played upon and nothing more than the infinity of the sea beforth me.  With a handful of excuses in my pocket I remain silent, for nowhere to be seen is your soft skinned face, your smile, that I have never seen.

My second pocket holding another handful of plans and wishes that now fly away like the sand I rest upon.

Questions that roll through my mind like these waves upon the beach, unable to bring with them reasons why your presence today is not here.  I cry softly even though I know that I can lay a thousand rivers,   your presence will not be seen.  So I rest alone on this sandy beach, wondering how you would have been if you would have made it to this world.


 

Whilst observing the erratic movements of fire, I thought about the destructive effect of fire but at the same time the amount of energy exerted both physical and inspirational.  After all it was just burning wood but the aura was incredibly inspiring.

Early morning there was nothing left accept a thin carpet of ashes.  The energy transfer absorbed resulted in the following images.