- Can you tell me your life in 10 words? Having life in 10 words: that's what makes Daniel Mordzinski in each of their photos. But after that I knew at that moment I just thought of how I could summarize my life with so little. While I thought he talked a lot. Even spoke in Hebrew. One of the men who put the photos of the exhibition asked who it was that Halfon surname. And he had in perfect Hebrew, the writer explained the picture lying in a field of daisies, while I was looking for my 10 words.
- I can not, "he said finally. Then I
view: in each of your photos Mordzinski tells the story of his characters in these 10 words that can only be caught by his camera. Or maybe you picture a mild and brief moment in which each person discovers his 10 words. Microstories made force of light and colors, shadows and light. Snapshots with the 10 words of the lives of great writers.
rough hands of Miguel Delibes. Edgar Keret flying in the skies of Tel Aviv. The rough look of Batya Gur in black and white. Ernesto Sabato behind a window, his melancholy eyes sunken in a sea of \u200b\u200bwrinkles. Rosa Montero view very close, almost breathed. Wendi Guerra naked with apple. BolaƱo branches. William Shade Cabrera Infante between the distance and a cat.
Maybe because I could not give a single word to photograph my life, he took his camera and made me face up on a red background.
So suddenly looked up and put together my story, each story as a weapon picture because Mordzinski photo stories. The weapon with his surroundings at the time, like a flash of inspiration, without hyphens. Things that chance brings you lend themselves to what he wants. I could see him looking at lights and backgrounds, bringing a hand, a tape measure, anything. My life was in that red background. In response to itself.
I was there by chance, like tape, lights, red background. Nobody will believe that I was invited especially for this privilege. And while I do not have a copy of those photos, I will not know the 10 words that Mordzinski told my story.
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