I give you my eyes, my fragile and infinite eyes

  • Dates
    2025 - Ongoing
  • Author
  • Topics Daily Life, Fine Art, Portrait
  • Location Italy

A story of encounters and relationships that become intimate when they are mediated by the camera.

My project tells a story of love, dedication and gratitude. 

In front of a body, an inanimate object, a wall, my eyes strip themselves of social superstructures, lay bare and rediscover their own fragility. The nakedness of the subject in front of my lens corresponds to the nakedness of my eyes. Sometimes the body as subject is invisible, it can be in the next room, close to me or right in front of me but not in the frame. It's not represented in the image but it's always present. In this case it's still the eyes that tell the story: through objects, colors, abstractions, through what inhabits the space or what inhabits the mind, in that precise moment. 

The outcome is always an unexpected perspective switch: who is telling and who is being told? Who is the real subject of the photograph? I'm representing your shoe but that shoe exactly represents me. I photograph your immobility which is my immobility. Your jump full of energy because I also am that jump full of energy. Am I making self-portraits? 

A path made of encounters is a journey of glances, secrets and revelations, words not spoken but somehow heard. Photography therefore becomes a concrete experience of the other, a deep relationship, a trace of what the other has left inside me.

It's all about endless possibilities. There is space for play, audacity, fear, exhibition, shyness, or just contemplation. Each image is unique not because it's "a successful shot" but because it tells of a precise relational moment, a shared space between who sees and who is seen.

As Pasolini stated with his works, it's necessary to bear witness to the deepest essence of humanity, an essence revealed and made concrete in relationships. Art reaches its most important social role by always remembering us the interconnection between our eyes, the constellation of minimal details that define our lives. What we are when we are together: something unique, unrepeatable.

To me, this is the meaning of "giving away my eyes". I think there's no greater act of love.

I give you my eyes, my fragile and infinite eyes by Andrea Cioschi

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