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Joanne Leah

Violenta, questo l’aggettivo per descrivere in maniera precisa la poetica di Joanne Leah.

Nei colori, nelle, pose, nelle idee.

Una fotografia urlata con molta originalità.

“When I was a child, I would explore the woods behind my house. I ventured alone, following a small creek. One winter day, I deviated from my usual path. As I walked, I heard a man shout. A pack of barking dogs ran toward me. I immediately dropped to the snowy ground and pretended to be dead. I held my breath. The dogs surrounded me, sniffed and snorted. I had never felt that kind of fear before, the fear of being eaten alive.”

Lei è Joanne Leah.

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Joanne Leah


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