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Wheeled Emőke

Iosif Alexe Koloman

My works are mostly characterized by long-term, complex photo projects, in which I examine the mechanisms of the memory culture and the attitude-processing attitude of our region (Eastern Europe). When creating my photo series, I place great emphasis on the collector's background work and research, which helps to deepen and authenticate the creative process.
In the final visual representation of my subjects, I also strive to create a more complex photographic language, either by mixing elements of photographic style cues or by using different imaging tools together.

Portfóliók: Emoke
Portfóliók: Zoltan

Zoltán Balla

The meeting of man, space and time in one place, a frame, within which the image is created, a visual phenomenon in different forms, planes and dynamics. It is in this framework that I have to find the story, which I reflect on with my camera, where I look at it from a distance.
Where does the story begin and how long does it last? Do we always have to tell a story, or is it enough to contemplate, pass through our own filters what is happening?  I look for answers to these questions in the movies I create.

Holhos Fanni: Folyik a tej / The milk is leaking / Curge laptele
Végső mosás
Kliens
Signal
Time
Coexistence/Együttlét/Resolidarizare - Balla Zoltán, Kerekes Emőke, Berci - 2020
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Portfóliók: Gergely

Gergely Fazakas

I graduated in media in Cluj-Napoca, I studied photography, film, image, text, camera, film development techniques. Willingly or unwillingly, but I always see the world in pictures, the pictures are always with me, I like to look at them, to look at the world, if it turns out, I can capture what I see. Be it a black and black film or digital machine, photo albums or mobile phone-centric Instagram but sooner or later I’ll end up with pictures. I want to deal with them more in the future. For me, a good photo is about a man and just one picture tells a whole big story.

Portfóliók: Peter

Gueth Peter

Messengers /  home - window - Hanoi

Messengers

Signs of transcendence. Lonely metal towers stretch over the houses. They transmit signals and messages to each other. Maybe one is just saying, I love you. Or: don’t leave the lights on when you go. Alternatively, the subscriber to the called number cannot be connected. They talk with digital, silent codes, soundless and invisible like angels. We don't understand them directly. My cell phone only hears what the tower is saying and when they search for me, it rings.
Loudspeakers were mounted on other towers, and when the time came for prayer, they shouted aloud: Allah akbar. Five times a day, the speakers are howling, I can hear it, I can understand it, but I'm not going, I'm shaking my ear.

home - window - Hanoi

Someone lives behind every window. Behind every window is a long story. Not only is it difficult to see, but it is sometimes difficult to see. In a noisy, grungy city, there seems to be silence behind the walls. What stories unfold minute by minute? What can those who live in grid-framed, masonry interiors made of cable bundles tell each other?