Vasco Trancoso
Urban Kaleidoscope
I imagine the story of a lonely woman fleeing in the middle of an urban kaleidoscope. Maybe she is being chased by someone coming from far away, climbing stairs. Citizen of a lonely city that isolates people. Maybe she is just a passenger of her own loneliness immersed in dreams of a better world. Around her, the reflections of colored glass converge on her silhouette as if materializing the colors of the dreams she carries within.
Are we already living in a dystopic world? My picture tends to depict (or suggest) alienation, solitude, identity and social dissonance. Shadows and reflections as I feel paradoxically they convey a richer impression of 'reality.
Lisbon, Portugal.
Urban Kaleidoscope
I imagine the story of a lonely woman fleeing in the middle of an urban kaleidoscope. Maybe she is being chased by someone coming from far away, climbing stairs. Citizen of a lonely city that isolates people. Maybe she is just a passenger of her own loneliness immersed in dreams of a better world. Around her, the reflections of colored glass converge on her silhouette as if materializing the colors of the dreams she carries within.
Are we already living in a dystopic world? My picture tends to depict (or suggest) alienation, solitude, identity and social dissonance. Shadows and reflections as I feel paradoxically they convey a richer impression of 'reality.
Lisbon, Portugal.