Enzo Crispino

Enzo Crispino

Location: Italy

I was born in Frattamaggiore (Naples, Italy) in 1964 and I live in the province of Reggio Emilia.
As a self-taught photographer I keep me up to date through online forums and trade magazines.
Photography has been a journey started by chance, and over time it has become a real passion and an essential part of my life. It has allowed me to see all what surrounds me with new eyes, focusing on topical issues, such as the land degradation, the abandoned rurality and the loss of identity of our own territory.
I have been selected as a photographer by Vogue Italy and Art+Commerce agency in New York, I have been invited to join the American photographer agency Freelance Blink in New York since 2015.
I am represented by InArte / Werkkkunst Gallery of Bergamo.
www.enzocrispino.com
These are my last prizes and exhibitions:
From october 25 to november 21, 2014 solo Exhibition in the medieval castle town of Montecchio Emilia (Reggio Emilia) event sponsored by municipal entity

Selected whit the photo The veil of the soul from the Biennale International Art and Culture RomArt in may 2015

Third overall in Section Contemporary Art New Talent Prize whit the opera The veil of the soul

at the 26th edition of the Exhibition of Art Padua 2015

PremioArt Literary Cafe Roma in the mount of april 2016

NOWART Exhibition of international Contemporary Art in the mount of may 2016 in Bergamo

Collective Exhibition in the mount of june 2016 in Berlin

Second Prize whit The VEGLIA at international Competion "Letteratura a scatti"

NOWART International Contemporary Art Show in the mount of october 2016 in Padua

From 17 to 29 september 2016 solo Exhibition WikiArte Bologna

From 4 november to 5 december 2016 Exhibition in Colorno Photo Life (Parma)

From 10 to 23 June 2017 solo Exhibition InArte Werkkunst Gallery in Bergamo.

Finalist with the Opera "I was a man ..." at the 7th International Prize for Poetry and Contemporary Art "Apollo Dionisiaco Roma 2017"

Collective exhibition "In Art Lens Photography at Villa Genesio 2017" in San Polo d'Enza, Reggio Emilia. (Italy)

Selected and in Collective exhibition at ImageNationParis in Paris (France) from 10 to 12 November 2017

Selected and in Collective exhibition a Vogue Italia Festival in Milan (Italy)from 16 to 19 November 2017

Selected and in Collective exhibition at the International Art Photography Festival in Lishui, China, from 15 to 19 November 2017

NOWART International Contemporary Art Show in the mount of october 2017 in Bergamo


Portfolio:

Industrial civilization

Cubic meters of cement, here is the new urban architecture
created for a new progressive idea,
There it left its legacy in totem,
witness the brutal plundering of the earth
abandonment and desolation .....
the new industrial civilization

The veil of the soul

The veil of the soul

Description of the work

Detail of the dress of a doll on display at the Museum of Dolls in Angera on Lake Maggiore.

I was on a visit to the Doll Museum;
among a myriad of dolls on display,
one in particular caught my attention.
This doll, called "La bambolaia",
he wore a skirt in jute fabric,
from which many little dolls' faces appeared.
At that moment I thought about the photo I wanted to do,
wanting to represent the last moments of our existence,
the spirit imprisoned by the sense of sin,
the mind that goes in search of memories
  and a return to the infantile state.
In this last act, the veil rises
  and leaves the spirit free from the sense of sin ....

the veil of the soul “the veil of the soul”

The veil of the soul

Description of the work

Detail of the dress of a doll on display at the Museum of Dolls in Angera on Lake Maggiore.

I was on a visit to the Doll Museum;
among a myriad of dolls on display,
one in particular caught my attention.
This doll, called "La bambolaia",
he wore a skirt in jute fabric,
from which many little dolls' faces appeared.
At that moment I thought about the photo I wanted to do,
wanting to represent the last moments of our existence,
the spirit imprisoned by the sense of sin,
the mind that goes in search of memories
  and a return to the infantile state.
In this last act, the veil rises
  and leaves the spirit free from the sense of sin ....

the noise of silence...

...the noise of silence.

The portfolio I present is inspired by a few verses of a poem by Alda Merini

SEEKING SILENCE

"I seek silence
like you who read with thought
not aloud
the sound of my own voice
would now be noise
not words but just annoying sound
that distracts me from thinking."

Alda Merini



The present project intends to reflect on how frenzied our current daily life is, the hectic pace of modern life distracting us from any emotions. Any gesture or thought is and remains sterile.We are closed in an intangible border
A sense of bewilderment besiege us making us fragile, the seek for our own innermost being is essential.
We are looking for something so difficult to identify, the need to look for ourselves in our lives anchored in memories.
Seeking something that can only be silence ...
Enzo Crispino.
Post scriptum:
the photographs were made
the afternoon of March 4, 2017 in Lido degli Estensi (Italy)
the different tonality of the sand
is caused by rain
while I photographed that afternoon

the noise of silence... “the noise of silence...”

...the noise of silence.

The portfolio I present is inspired by a few verses of a poem by Alda Merini

SEEKING SILENCE

"I seek silence
like you who read with thought
not aloud
the sound of my own voice
would now be noise
not words but just annoying sound
that distracts me from thinking."

Alda Merini



The present project intends to reflect on how frenzied our current daily life is, the hectic pace of modern life distracting us from any emotions. Any gesture or thought is and remains sterile.We are closed in an intangible border
A sense of bewilderment besiege us making us fragile, the seek for our own innermost being is essential.
We are looking for something so difficult to identify, the need to look for ourselves in our lives anchored in memories.
Seeking something that can only be silence ...
Enzo Crispino.
Post scriptum:
the photographs were made
the afternoon of March 4, 2017 in Lido degli Estensi (Italy)
the different tonality of the sand
is caused by rain
while I photographed that afternoon

Veglia

"WAKE"

A whole night

thrown near

a massacred

companion

with his mouth

sneering

facing the whole moon

with the congestion

of his hands

penetrating

my silence

I have written

letters full of love

I have never been

attached to life

so much

Cima Quattro, 23 December 1915

Giuseppe Ungaretti

PRESENTATION OF THE PROJECT:

This project entitled "Wake" which I composed on the occasion of the Centenary of the outbreak of the First World War, takes inspiration from a poem by Giuseppe Ungaretti entitled the same name. He wrote this poem as a young soldier while he was on the front in the mountains of Karst (Italy) on the night of December 23,1915, describing all the pain and horror of the Great War.

In my photographs I took details of the monument "Martyrs of the Resistance" in my town in Reggio Emilia. (Italy)

Veglia “Veglia”

"WAKE"

A whole night

thrown near

a massacred

companion

with his mouth

sneering

facing the whole moon

with the congestion

of his hands

penetrating

my silence

I have written

letters full of love

I have never been

attached to life

so much

Cima Quattro, 23 December 1915

Giuseppe Ungaretti

PRESENTATION OF THE PROJECT:

This project entitled "Wake" which I composed on the occasion of the Centenary of the outbreak of the First World War, takes inspiration from a poem by Giuseppe Ungaretti entitled the same name. He wrote this poem as a young soldier while he was on the front in the mountains of Karst (Italy) on the night of December 23,1915, describing all the pain and horror of the Great War.

In my photographs I took details of the monument "Martyrs of the Resistance" in my town in Reggio Emilia. (Italy)

Exuvia

Exuvia

"Upon awakening
the dragonfly takes off its first flight.
From previous life
just the casing remains:
the exuvia..."

My daughter and I

Every father uses to have different eyes for his children. Although he does not seek or want it, he is well aware of his emotional involvement especially to his daughter.

He nurtures for her a special sense of protection,
a sort of veil symbolizing his love for her...

He observes her in a summer afternoon while a sense of melancholy surrounding his heart slowly arises.

His Elena is no longer the same; she has now become a woman.

His mind clings to memories, a hug, a kiss received, those gaze and sound of her voice...gone by now...

A desire grows with him to imagine the metamorphosis
that has in one moment deleted forever the intangible nature of his love.

Imagining her while resting in a lawn.

On awakening she is held up by a sense of bewilderment, full of nostalgia
crouching down in the veil, that gift for her so precious.

But her desire for space breaks through
the desire to wriggle away and soar in a new dimension aware of her beauty.

Her first small steps are a timid one
Her gaze turning backwards over once
sensing her father still there, still perceiving him...

Time has come for her to abandon his gift forever
Folding down on herself and almost seeking it......
Her shoulders now turned to her past
A new path begins without the exuvia.
The dragonfly can now fly..