Archive for October, 2009

The Art of Oliver Weber

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I admire a photographer who has the courage to stand in front of a person he just met and take an amazing portrait. I admire a photographer who captures moments in the life of people without being noticed, such that no one changes his behavior for the camera.

Oliver Weber is such a photographer. His amazing works capture moments in the life of the people he photograph as if he is invisible. Behind each of his works there’s a story to find — a story carved in people’s expression, in their posture, and in the way they interact with their environment.

Oliver Weber’s Web Site: http://www.olicito.de

From the series “Marrakech” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Marrakech” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Marrakech” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Marrakech” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Peninsula” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Peninsula” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Peninsula” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Peninsula” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Spain Impressions” by Oliver Weber

From the series “Spain Impressions” by Oliver Weber

All the photos in this article: Copyrights owned by Oliver Weber


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Text in sticker (Hebrew): “God Loves You”.

Visit my new virtual exhibition space: Warehouse Zero


Introducing: Warehouse Zero

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Warehouse Zero. The place were dreams are captured, stored, and archived. Dreams which no one really care about. Dreams which no one sees. Dreams which are painted on walls, carved in stones, and left to dissolve on street corners.

I’ve built Warehouse Zero to be a virtual space for displaying the stories I collect and the dreams I capture. The stories and dreams that are planted in the streets of the city, and grow inside my head.

Visit Warehouse Zero, where dreams don’t come true.


Urbanity, Part II: Singularity

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“Be still my bleeding heart”
From Urbanity, Part I: Antimatter

When I finished working on Antimatter I thought of it as the ending of a story, and yet I named it Urbanity, Part I. I had a feeling the story has to continue — as if it is out there in the urban streets, waiting to be discovered.

For months I have struggled with the question how the story should continue, but I found nothing but dead ends. At the same time, visual fragments started to find their way into my Urbanity folder. I had no idea what they mean or what story they are trying to tell me.

It was only when I found the last fragment that all the pieces suddenly aligned in place and the story revealed itself. It was indeed the continuation of the story I thought ended exactly one year before.

Urbanity, Part II: Singularity - is now live at Warehouse Zero (where dreams don’t come true).