This text was inspired by the exhibition I recently saw at the museum at CCB Raval (Barcelona). The exhibition was set up back in 1955 by a group of Danish photographers believing that people deserved to see the world they live in through the belief free expression.
The world as it is, naked, tangible, real, perhaps wishing for us to be closer to the invisible, a customary view which is usually turning a blind eye or simply a clear perception. We need someone to take us by the hand and say, well, look at this existence, more often than not the average person turns their cheek to dismiss the unknown.
These emblematic images can be viewed in 45 countries. Consequently, 155 of the best had been selected from 8,951and tells one to look around four million people a year.
This is an introduction to the art of display or text is not about that. The exhibition is created to enlighten us on how one can perceive the world as it is, by way of illustration we may describe the world as scared, wounded, happy, drunk, awakened, full of expectations, exhausted, tired, abstained, lively, sleepy, calm, hungry, full of love, overwhelmed by hypocrisy, hopeful to name a few. The exhibition is set up in a way that man wakes up and is subject to collective sympathy. Namely, the world’s pain or joy. Either way everything is divisible and is easier that way!
Man as the world, represented through its various generations it then must be aware of the undeniable rotation and cycles of man to be borne.
Who are the partakers, participants of hypocrisy? All of us, the observers, regardless of our level of awareness. Although we may be indifferent, shocked, affected and crying,
We are sufficiently prepared to give, encouraged by an awakening to help.Giving our all, in our minds would costs us an arm and leg but action is what is required and so often this is not enough.
My first meeting with this exhibition was two years ago in the same place. Unquestionably, she left me breathless. I get it, sometimes I repeat this phrase but I can not help living for the moments that take my breath away, because that’s who I really am.
The outer world has moved my inner world. The domino effect is inevitable. The scenes that were cut and frozen from life, shots taken from dispersed and widespread points of the world, exhibiting the afflicted.
Who are these members of affliction? Those who have always been, those who are subject to affliction regardless of how the world may change. They always seem to be the first in line and the first to be sacrificed.
Children waiting in the rain to have their identity verified. They clutch on to their passports until boundaries divide their world from the one previously fled.
Undoubtedly, uncertainty ought to sit at the forefront of their minds, they embark on their journey towards that of the unknown. To them it may seem beautifully utopian, their goal is to flee the margins. For them, everything is dreamily indicating a higher quality of life and a sail better set.
This exhibition had impressive pictures with scenes and phenomena of the universe, but here I am intrigued by those that have astonishingly impressed me. It has shifted me and made me ask questions. These photos are engaging and at the time, they allude a value of expression on a pedestal.
A photo story with the audience, disturbed, leaves nobody indifferent. Once everything is said and seen it says something else: Hey look at me and think about what you have seen! You’re alive, being the man you are, does this move you?
An Iranian girl who is looking at the world, or imagining rather, looking out the window of her farmhouse. The sun awakens the only one of incredible cadre photographer, so naturally caught.
This exhibition is much more than children who are waiting at the border to cross over from Serbia into the European Union. Namely, more than crowded inflatable boats that cross the Mediterranean from Libya into Europe. Then up to Libya from who knows
where. The sad news is that just one of them make it to the finish line. The girl in the rain taken by the Slovenian photographer Matic Zorman, is a winner of the exhibition.
Tearing a page out of the book of their lives, they took moments of joy and sorrow, suffering. But these moments have been frozen and documented. Moments of sorrow, joy suffering, insanity, wonder and the list goes on. one thing for sure is it enlightens us of our world and this the World press exhibition 2016.