276/365(+1), a photo by Luca Rossini on Flickr.
Lens: Voigtlander nokton 50mm f1.1
Camera: NEX-7, ISO100, f11, 1/160, raw
Three quarters of the project are already over, and here I am publishing the third of the four volumes which gather the whole 365(+1) Days of NEX-7 material. As for the other two volumes, this book comes both in its beautiful printed version (18×18 cm / 7×7 inches, soft cover, premium paper, lustre finish) and its free digital ebook version. The latter will be, this time, offered both as idevice compatible epub, or standard pdf file. Just download the one that fits you better (or both, if you can’t decide) and, please, share it with whoever you want and as much as you can. By getting the printed version, instead, you’ll be not only buying a beautiful coffee table art book, but also supporting my work with a little donation, for which I’ll be forever grateful.
After two hundred and seventy six days I really feel my life has been kidnapped by the project. I started it as a test for my photographic consistency, as a measurement of my dedication, and as a simple way to increase my visibility. It quickly turned into something way more intimate, something between the personal diary of a passionate photographer struggling to turn his life around, and the testimony of an artistic research on the metaphysics of photographic suspension of reality. Then the call from Sony arrived, and that turned the project into the best self-promotional activity I ever engaged. When it was eventually time to open my new website, the project provided me with three different artistic collections, which I named “Notturni”, “Momentary Suspended”, and “Suicidal Bunnies”. Thanks to the first two I got a job opportunity for the opening editorial of the national magazine L’Espresso. So far, the project already gave me a few extra lines on my photographic CV which put me on a whole different level than where I was perceived before. And so another two opportunities came along: I already told you about the fashion job I just started, what I didn’t tell you is that an art curator is organizing an exposition with some of my material. I’ll be back on both subjects in the next days!
So, by the end I surely feel prisoner of the project, but I guess I developed the Stockholm syndrome, since I’m fainting anytime I start thinking about the day the project will end and I’ll get finally released.