Beautiful pictures, black and white. Beautiful, expressive model, with the advantage of being foreign to conventional canons. Profit on the pretext of fashion.

That said, I make some remarks on photography and fashion to open a debate, without the pretense, of course, to say new things. Just to seize an opportunity to exchange views.

ON PHOTOGRAPHY. For me:

- Photography is one of the last century visual arts. In fact, he had an influence of considerable importance in painting and sculpture of the twentieth century, and will in the future. As well as painting and sculpture (all, not just of the twentieth century) have had and will have a considerable bearing on photography.

- Photography is a means of expression of human talent, to communicate a suggestion on which to dwell.

- A good photograph is a witness to himself.

ON FASHION. Always for me:

- Fashion is a means of expression of the culture of each community: in any given time, since the beginning of history, in every corner of the Earth.

- Fashion photography so it is a testament to the value of material life, social and spiritual community.

- The talented fashion photographer has a critical view of human affairs of the community in which it expresses and communicates effectively with his shots, since it is an artist. And that image can be a masterpiece.

Necessarily, the talented photographer makes his photos with talented women (this is the case), intriguing scenarios.

Hello Paola.

I agree with the photographer, whom I thank for your attention: the limits to express themselves are great, because everything is subject to the exercise of trade in the free market (which is not free), in every field of human activity. And in the fashion industry, the photographer needs to work with many capable staff, with costs therefore significant, difficult to explain.

However, the talented photographer can produce images of great charm (if you see it) for the capacity that has to be directed to compose a shot in the expressive hue of the faces of strangers who portrays the forms and postures of their own bodies, bills of clothes and accessories they wear, the precious jewels that adorn them, the color palette of the selected contexts that form the background.
The talented photographer, does not portray women and men, girls and boys, girls and children covered, as there are in reality of the human essence. All, in fact, we are sensitive and complex legacy that attempt to give meaning to all the joys and sufferings of life, in social and economic condition in which we live.
Sensitive and complex inheritance are the essences of contexts that form the background, or knowledge of human nature that they are, still or moving.

Hello Paul.

The oppositions between white and black and shades of gray in the photograph and film value allows to show aspects of reality at levels more attractive and engaging than those that do not allow their representations with the colors of reality itself.

The oppositions between white and black and shades of gray allow you to communicate aspects of life that would otherwise remain hidden: the magic of inner beauty, the longing of seduction, self-awareness and amazement. It is more effective in showing the drama of suffering, disharmony, deformity, fear, terror, horror.

Who is behind the camera sees the reality of color, he hears the sounds, smells it feels, it feels the palpitations and tactile senses the extra dimension that can be detected with a black and white representation.

But why in white and black is so much power.

Perhaps because the white color of spreading all together the amazing world lit by sunlight. While the black holds in itself all white light. Skills that other colors do not have.

White is the expanse of glistening snow that suddenly appears, untouched, in the quiet stillness of enchanted forest. And we pause to watch as there is to be in the presence of a high voltage to perfection.
White robes are worn by the priestesses to protect them from wicked passions and the vow of dedication to God of whom are wives and guardians of truth hidden inside. Knowing that elicit great desires and deny themselves for their great charm for their learning.
White is the lily when it announces the much anticipated wedding conception occurred, the woman who is mother.
White is the treated surface of the canvas to paint. Intact with indecision on the color with which to begin to express their emotions at last.
White is the mysterious fog that spreads in the fields, and wavering proceeds. Hiding, and then let see, but then again concealed from view houses, trees and loved ones in a series of surreal images, as is the case under a system of life's events, however, that waiting for the opportune moment arrives realize a dream.

As everything becomes black when the sun goes down and is off every other light, and we grope in the dark.
Black is nothing that fascinating and disturbing at the same time the infinite void that is seen among the stars in the firmament of the new moon nights of clear skies. Normally we stop to gaze at the stars enchanted and amazed we contemplate the infinite black in which they are to make that long trip in which they are intended, and we with them.
Women and blacks are dark-skinned men, among whom, as among the whites, yellows and mestizos, there are of all colors. There are beautiful and ugly, good and bad, a few essays, most of the mediocre and the rest of fools, lot of lucky, but unlucky so much more. In a world whose development model works on the inequalities between women and men, placed individually in competition.
Black is the shadow that follows us, the more somber as the world shines, or the nightmare is real.
Black is the tailcoat with white gardenia in the buttonhole of the three men scented elegant, seductive in the night do not know where they come from or where a van to escape the boredom that took forever, the other to the remorse that do not never leaves the third and the rather poignant reminder of the love that has left him forever.
Black is the sudden jet in the sky of the cuttlefish squirts water they swim, lightning darting away to escape death.
Black is the mourning of the women who take him on account of ancient cultures, no more free of their destiny. While they are full of life, wisdom and even desires of quirks, passions and despairs, expectations of new beginnings for those who can read in their hearts.
Black is the flag of the buccaneers. It is the black flag of anarchy. And black is the flag of fascism and Nazism.
Blacks are the signs that graphite and leave china on white sheets by writing or drawing, to communicate new knowledge and subjective truths about the stories of women and men in relationships with each other and in relations with their beliefs, in every country on the planet.
Blacks are the hair and the eyes of Mediterranean women who enchant.

Hello Paola and your photographer.