About David Wilson
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Between 2009 and 2010 I spent some time wandering in the Magredi area, where the rivers Cellina and Meduna disappear underground, leaving an empty and desolate landscape in its place.
I had been thinking of visiting Dungeness for some time. lt is a small village in Kent, lying between the English Channel and a nuclear power station.
Front what little I had heard. it seemed to be a fairly interesting place. but I must admit that it more than lived up to my expectations— so much so that I began to wonder whether, at least in part. the strangeness of the place was intentional. perhaps a way of exorcising the presence of the power station which towers menacingly over the surrounding countryside.
May be I’m wrong. bull see the whole area as beings sort of a stage.
Every year more than 5 million people visit this huge seaside resort, be it for a single day, a couple of weeks or the span of entire summer. I did that too when I was a kid. Now, as I recall my youth, I always felt at home there. Nobody else would ever call that strip of beach ‘home’ and I couldn’t envision any of those people sharing that same narrow strip of sand with me. You won’t see any of them in this series of pictures, either.
I was on my own. I was at home.
“Trieste is a small city on Italy’s north-eastern border, which extends from the mountains to the Adriatic sea and down to the northern most country of the former Yugoslavia, now called Slovenia.
I am not certain that this collection will give the viewer any information beyond that; but then I am not even sure if this was the real objective.”