Well since it's the first week I'm doing this, I really want to start with someone whose work I've admired for quite awhile now.
There isn't much I can say about the photography of Gilad Benari, other than...it is simply magical. What's more is that many of his themes are dreaming related, and each of his pieces has a beautiful description and poem as well...which makes his art a true experience rather than just a pretty image.
I hope you can appreciate his amazing skill using photographic developing techniques in the dark room, rather than photoshop to make his photographs simply spectacular. I urge you to visit his gallery on Deviant Art to see his full collection.
Deviant Art GalleryEnjoy.
Gilad Benari:
www.giladbenari.comWalking on Clouds
"Walking on a thin line
But feeling on top of the world
My legs get lighter in touch
My head is full of thoughts of you
Love is not a pocket full of dreams
Love is a never-ending journey
It's only when I think of you
That I find myself walking on clouds"
A Place To Dream
"You need a rest
You need a good word
You need a dream
Relax.
Your world is restricted by your ability to dream
Find your place to dream.
It never ends here.
This is only the beginning."
Out of My Mind
"When
The voices pound the urban pump
The sky is cloudy with the industrial exhale
The streets are crowded with too much dead time
The tempo of this human race is pressing my heart
Then I
Take my time and step out of my mind
Take a walk to my haven, my hidden paradise
Where the city always sleeps and my dreams awake
Where I can hide behind walls of imagination and go free"
Out of the Woods
"Stretching my mind
Leaving behind
Where I used to hide
Where I was born
And where I died"
Bitter End
"It started out just like every other day, but some far empire decided this is D day
The world began changing right in front of my eyes. What use to be life, crawled up and died
I'm an angel, but now I'm unable to fly, watching the ground, this tree, the sky.
I'm fighting for air, while loosing my faith, climbing back to the sky, and crashing through space
The breakdown has started with this tear in my wings, but the restoration is near, and will begin with only four things. The ground, a tree and sky, and a powerful spirit simply fighting to fly."
Imaginary World
"I see myself floating on a cloud
watching life passing in slow motion
My problems are nothing but
little black dots fading into the white future
Deep inside my paradise I see me
sitting surrounded by splendor and beauty
Colors of the surreal are painting my mind
hypnotized by the thoughts of nothing at all
In my imaginary world
life around me is brilliant
All light, life and love
Everything is perfect, but me"
Thoughts of You
"I've been thinking
I've been crying
I've been trying
To get over you
I've been blue"
Solitude
"In a pocket full of silence
Where I grow into deep, into me
I take with me the thought Of you
In the times when I had better things to do
In a place where my tears grow trees
In a space left only for my fears
Am I where my cry makes no sound
Or is it that there is no one left to hear
In solitude I grow
Old"
Woodoo Master
"I am so proud and happy with this photo. I saw this tree near "Birkat Ram" in the Golan heights (Up north of Israel) and I almost drove pass it when I suddenly understood what it looked like. It wasn't easy getting the right angle, and I feel that this photo is one of my bests. Besides, It reminds me of "lord of the rings"..."
Hot Day, Cold Night
"There is a certain moment
When the day turns into night
That you experience a little of both
A hot day, and a cold night"
A Silce of Life
"Life is rushing to make up on lost time
I have to stop and catch my breath
Move to the stands and catch a good sit
Take some time to look around
Get myself a slice of life
Just so I can stay sane
Going through my life"
On the Streets of Marseilles
"The hungry for love go where the sun always sets
The thirsty for success drink from the river of dreams
The lost souls roam endlessly the streets of Marseilles
Waiting for someone to bring them hunger and thirst
Meanwhile, a lonely dog is guarding the streets of Marseilles
Barking at the naked pavement and heavy sky above
Hoping it will bring the rain and wash out another day
Suddenly, a feeling of hunger, a feeling of thirst...
On the streets of Marseilles"
User Manual to Life
"The user manual to life is a book full of things that life proves to be wrong. No matter what you write in it, life shows you that you know nothing. Actually, the manual should say just one thing - The truth waits for you at the end of the road, when you know what you have seen to be true for you, and even that is false."
Swamp Forrest
"A place you come to get away
Away from the city, the people, the pain
To wash away the thoughts of what you know
A place you find the power to grow
A small island of sanity where nothing makes sense
You need to escape to your swamp forest
And find what you never lost
Yourself"