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Boleslaw Lutoslawski

  • Portraits
  • My Story
  • Moja historia
  • Bolesław Lutosławski - alchemia portretu
  • Inspirations
  • Heartbeat
  • Stories
  • Tańcząc nad przepaścią - Moja walka z rakiem
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Editorial & Portrait photographer based in London and Lublin

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Light

September 25, 2020

Matthew was a young singer and I liked the intensity of his dream and his belief that anything is possible. It was only natural that Matthew asked me to take portraits of him.

It was a beautiful day, but too sunny for what I wanted. The light was simple and the story was complex. It wouldn’t work. About six o’clock, just before dusk, I suggested that we go to ‘the city’.

I do not remember our conversation while we were walking, because I was looking for a place to shoot. Suddenly I saw a small church, so I asked Matthew to rest against a doorway. Matthew wedged himself into a corner and leaned his head against the wall. The uniform, grey hue of that evening gave the scene a monotonous character.
I gently asked Matthew to move out of the shadows just a little and as he turned towards me, the street lamps suddenly came on, casting an orange streak of light on his cheek.
I shot instantly.
Since I photographed this scene on black-and-white film the portrait almost retained its tranquil atmosphere, but with an underlying tension.

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