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Off Season

The beach gets into a very different rythm once the last tourist leaves and the beach season comes to its end.
This project tries to capture some of the quiet happenings from that moment and up to when the first summer visitors return once again to the beach.
In particular, I sought to document how much life there is around the world of beach fishermen.
In keeping with the unusual point of view, I shot all these photographs using relatively old square-format TLR cameras. Specifically: a Yashica D, a Lubitel 166U, and a Minolta Autocord.
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Algo cambia en la esencia de una playa cuando la temporada llega a su fin y el último bañista del verano se marcha.
Este proyecto intenta reflejar parte de la quietud y los pequeños detalles que, casi de manera inadvertida, toman posesión de nuestras playas desde ese final del verano y hasta que los próximos turistas acuden de nuevo, llamados por el calor de la nueva temporada.
En especial, y dado que fue lo que en primer lugar llamó mi atención, el proyecto gira en torno a la imagen, tan contrapuesta a la que nos ofrecen los turistas, de los pescadores de playa.
A la par con el inusual punto de vista, estas fotografías han sido realizadas con cámaras binoculares de formato 6x6 relativamente antiguas, concretamente una Yashica D, una Lubitel 166U y una Minolta Autocord.
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it all started in confusion
it all started in confusion
but I could hear the clock ticking
but I could hear the clock ticking
the ancient language I couldn't read
the ancient language I couldn't read
the lonely dancer told me about you
the lonely dancer told me about you
but didn't tell me where to look for
but didn't tell me where to look for
nothing is for real anymore
nothing is for real anymore
and all the barriers were broken
and all the barriers were broken
the elder ones knew your name
the elder ones knew your name
and so did the newcomers
and so did the newcomers
but not even the oracle had an answer
but not even the oracle had an answer
wandering around in desperation
wandering around in desperation
beyond the green glacier
beyond the green glacier
finally, the graveyard
finally, the graveyard
and there, I could only find sorrow
and there, I could only find sorrow