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Zaar Riisberg // Streets of Aalborg
Zaar Riisberg (Zaarchasm) // The Vestiges of the Veteran Fighter
As a ray of light starts to shine on my life again, my brother walks in darkness
Surrounded by both love and uncertainty he once again dons the vestiges of the veteran fighter
Round one, round two, round three - on the ropes - but still last man standing
A smile, a shoulder and an iron will through internal hell
Depended upon, loved and revered
A father, a friend for life
Stronger than all
Unique.
Ron Rubenstein // Ad Hoc Randomness
Text by Zaar Riisberg
Ron is one of my favorite photographers. Forget Gump, but it is kind of a box of chocolates dealing with Ron. Combined with a raw style, not very often imbued by lots of editing - but bare, or naive, as Martin Sabine put it. Naive here, being a good thing, a conscious thing. So many people are semantically challenged, so I thought I would underscore that. The above one he sent me after I asked contributors for their version of 'the lone tree'. Not very lone, this one, but you get that trees might feel alone in the big city. Until a car rams into them and it is love at first sight.
He also has a keen eye for interesting stuff. Which is one of my modes myself, not seldom does something grab my attention, with my mind going 'hey, wtf was that, and what can I do with it' or 'fuckin hell, that looks different'. Click. Snap. Home. We did have a small voyeur discussion here on AB. I wonder - because this certainly evokes a stalker feeling. But the scene is probably nothing of the sorts. It is called 'conveying', for those of you wondering.
This is the kind of shot that I just love. It is how I see the world - it's a geometry of particles, compartmentalized, nothing ever touching and none of it really exists. No people or actors, yet the stage plays it out by itself, and proves you do not need action to tell a story, if you can rattle the brain of your audience. The last one was originally posted on IG.