Brazilian born, São Paulo based photographer Gabriel Wickbold is 27 years old and self taught, ”I picked up some tips from my photographer friends, and made a research laboratory in my studio,” he recalls. “Every day I discover how to do different kinds of lighting. But for me, it’s about much more than the perfect lighting setup. It’s about the perfect vibe.” His bright color palette and passionate sexual energy scream the joy of our Brazilian nationality, Brazil is pure rawness with a sense of pride in the artistic half naked bodies scattered throughout.
I have every excuse for not writing…but it would be the same you’ve used before…so I will spare you, and return with where “I am”…thinking about friendship…and because my own words escape me presently…I will share my thoughts and feelings with you through the eloquent words and images, of others.
The quotes were found through reading and internet jaunts. The images are from Nicole Shau, an extremely talented, multi-media artist, who I recently stumbled upon…Her work can be explored and viewed on this site: http://natalieshau.carbonmade.com/ and she has a Facebook page under her name, ENJOY:
“You understand my past, believe in my future, and accept me today just the way I am.” (Michael Powell)
“Everyone has a gift for something, even if it is the gift of being a good friend.” (Marian Anderson)
“One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.” (Euripedes)
“Anger is the fluid love bleeds when it’s cut.” (C.S. Lewis)
“If you judge people, you have no time to love them.” (Mother Theresa)
“Friendship involves many things, but above all, the power of going out of one’s self and appreciating what is noble and loving in another.” (Thomas Hughes)
“When it hurts to look back, and I’m scared to look forward, I suddenly notice you standing beside me.” (Michael Powell)
The greatest friendships are not serene, they are truthful, accepting, and…fun.
(Image by: Daniela Sessa)
I praise the dance,
for it frees people from the heaviness of matter
and binds the isolated to community.
I praise the dance, which demands everything:
health and a clear spirit and a buoyant soul.
Dance is a transformation of space, of time, of people,
who are in constant danger of becoming all brain,
will, or feeling.
Dancing demands a whole person,
one who is firmly anchored in the center of his life,
who is not obsessed by lust for people and things
and the demon of isolation in his own ego.
Dancing demands a freed person,
one who vibrates with the equipoise of all his powers.
I praise the dance.
O man, learn to dance,
or else the angels in heaven will not know
what to do with you.
Leave it to a Catholic saint, considered one of the church’s greatest thinkers of all times, to hail dancing as a form of salute to our higher power…more accurately even…to declare our very existence.
It’s a nice thought…but somehow it seems when I take a turn on the dance floor, I am calling to a darker power…
Still, no matter how your motives, dancing is expression it it’s most primal…and as such, perhaps our purest vehicle of communication.
With that…may you dance through your weekend…whether you call to the god above, or the one below…just dance!