– TWILIGHT ZONEIf we perceive photography as an experience and expression, as a shape and a colour, as a tool to transport the reader to emotional states altered by the repeated use of opium. If we are capable of internalizing surfaces varying between the aquatic and the geological, the microscopical and the stratospheric. If we substitute the logics and aesthetics of Euclidean geometry for the apparently random patterns of Fractal geometry, where we find no beginning or end. But it doesn’t even matter. If we immerse ourselves in the expressiveness of abstraction and lose ourselves in emotions aroused by human intervention in the raw supports and materials of the image when it acts beyond the frontiers of reason. If we free ourselves from everything we take for granted, from the barriers between sleep and wakefulness, between consciousness and lethargy. If we rethink the margins of visuals as porous spaces where the canons of photography and paint mingle freely. If we travel where the camera does not reach, where narcotics take us, where the content is not described but reached, only then, will we enter the Twilight Zone. Text: Jon Uriarte |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |