BLACKCELONA by Salvi Dans

Salvi Dans

I feel at ease here, in this city.
Im in the middle of the jungle. A harsh concrete forest with brick caves where miserable and cowardly beings hide with their most valued belongings.– J. M. Fonollosa, Ciudad del hombre: New York

Any metropolis is a formidable fabric, a tentacular mess, a deafening polyphony where what is most evident in broad daylight hides its darker features, its more sinister face and the myriad details of anxiety, loneliness and failure.Blackcelona charts a journey into the greyer tones of that urban polychromy, guiding us through the chiaroscuro that engulfs the city’s very morphology and the creatures that inhabit it.The images in Blackcelona build a story where a narrative thread is suggested from the first to the last picture but, rather than establishing an unambiguous account, the book is an invitation to an experience; an aesthetic adventure seasoned with the grotesque, the dark, the occult…