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Upper Silesia, Poland.
Tourdepologne is not really a series telling certain truth or story, but
just few images from the streets of Upper Silesia cities. Well, this is
one huge city, which grown from several smaller administrative organisms.
Upper Silesia is the most industrial part of Poland, which position grown
up with coal and goes down with every mine closed. Inside this powerful
agglomeration you can find islands of forgotten people, ex-miners and
their families, unemployed sometimes for second generation. They live
in XIX centuries houses called here familoki, but you can translate it
into favelas. [...]
Macros
Get closer can and tells us what you see.
Result:
Congratulations to Wilfried Hinz, from Switzerland. Closer than
this is difficult, in every sense.
Highlight to the two series, from Slawek Chelis, from Poland, and
Cristina Funes, from Argentina.
Note too for the conceptual photo of Kay, from India.
It's curious that, from the more than 50 photos we've got, only
one is in black-and-white.
Thank you for all the participations..
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Movement
movement: n. 1 moving or being moved;
activity; 2 act of changing position; 4 united actions and efforts
of a group of people for a special purpose; 5 (music) principal
division of a musical work with a distinctive structure of its own;
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Results will show on the next newsletter and be published on the
site. See how to participate >>>.
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apology
pontos.de.vista is sorry for mistakenly sending a
wrong text for Marcin Gorki's guest author gallery in the english
newsletter. We're resending it with the correct text. Our sincere
apologies to Marcin, and to our readers.
The pontos.de.vista team.
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Sofia
Quintas
> raft of flowers
(In it) "Vegetates with vigour the refined flora
that has in the roses, oranges, red carnations, blue pansies, yellow sunflowers
and red poppies, the elected flowers. By the inverse: tripping and withering
is the rural genista; lost are the harvests of wheat and other cereals
for the bread of the poor; abandoned, dry, almost irretrievable, are the
flower beds, the small orchards and kitchen-gardens of the mob."
[...]
text by Brasilino Godinho, Lusitanian Farm
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