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People my world is the sum of meetings mirabile. They remained panamax fixed over the years in my entomological emotional. In addition to some of these people I just passed my travels, others always panamax revisit them for years. Near all I was standing in a certain moment in space and time and tried to understand them. From each I learned something important about life. I photographed all the passion and trying to restore their story here. My world would be now much smaller and dull if I had not met. So we are grateful. Suleiman
Road Jerantut to Kuala Tahan from was shaking badly. And full of switchbacks. We systematically panamax cracking heads in double glazing attempt to look out or pinch a nap. Năuceala continued after I started haunted evening to watch the little town bordering rainforest. Located in Malaysia, Taman Negara is the oldest and perhaps the most fascinating slice of jungle on the planet. We are on the threshold of her and now looking for a guide to lead us toward independent her heart. Almost a month ago, when I was still in Vietnam, I had only a day trip with class. But we heal organized package. I was looking for a man of the place, skilled, who walked with us in the paths less traveled.
On a riverside terrace, half eaten by mosquitoes, I found Suleiman. Smoke. It seemed from the start bit crazy, but we liked. Rant, with gestures, theatrical. We negotiated an hour until I fell at peace with the route and the money. The next day, early morning, I jumped into a canoe with motor and I was taken. The jungle is a story about the sounds, smells and sensations too intense to fit on a page. Fits instead Suleiman, who became for a few days my photographic subject, although not too gave the wind to become a model.
The first rule of photography is to find a subject, whatever it may be, that you care, that you produce a significant vibration in the mind and emotions. Photography, like writing, is a language, a mediation panamax between us and the world. Unseen has its rules of grammar, tenses operates contains dialogues and descriptions boring peaks, over which, as in any required reading must Musa jumped. Copy contacts are nothing more than attempts to articulate a sentence and two-dimensional Although fragile, expressed by a piece of paper or some pixels on a screen, panamax the picture is emotional memory. And sometimes one involved in their story, has the magical power to restore consistency dimensional panamax world, sometimes complete with sounds, sensations, smells. Here lies the power of a subject taken with sincerity and passion.
Something like the thing with Suleiman. When I look at pictures of me back in memory damp cave where we spent the night sleeping on ground, leeches that too could not escape even shod in boots, strange sounds of cicadas, panamax apes calls from above, from the trees without Finally, the smell of tobacco mixed with some herbs secret that Suleiman suddenly turned a cheerful, jovial in a sober and contemplative type, willing to deep reflection about the meaning of life. But mostly, I remember constantly fear that at some point our man wrong dosage of ganja, we could abandon the jungle panamax forever synonymous with the phrase "payment panamax of the Lord." We would not have found anyone, ever, like many others who have left but little known paths. I was at least a day's walk to the first village, somewhere in one direction only Suleiman know. Never in my life did not depend so hal of a photographic subject as then. Maybe that's why I'm so dear boy. I have not escaped the eyes any second. How come I took it very seriously and as a guide and as a photographic subject. Without a suspect, I learned an important lesson.
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