A man stands in the middle of destruction, feeling lonely to an unbelievable point, bone lonely. He makes deaf images during his blind walks. Dwelling with thoughts about the loss in all conflicts, the feeling that all systems fail and the certainty that nothing lasts forever. He wonders what light shines in loneliness, what sounds come out of a moving body, what can fill the absence. He has no answers. He sees silent panic, he hears reports on people, he smells the mould, he feels the flesh aging and he tastes the dry saliva in his mouth. There seems to be no escape. He has a word pounding inside his head: resist, resist... bone lonely.
The mood of Portuguese photographer Paulo Nozolino's latest series is poetically introduced in this volume: "A man stands in the middle of destruction, feeling lonely to an unbelievable point, bone lonely." Nozolino has traveled widely throughout North and South America, Europe, Macau and the Arab world to capture the images in his numerous, well-received photobooks.
