The Sala Polivalente de Gas Natural Fenosa of Museo de Arte Contemporáneo (mac), located in Barcelona, exhibit photographers whose work reflects an affirmation of life. Until March, the museum present the exhibition: Los murmullos de bosque by Takeshi Shikama.

This series of photographs is an expression of my search for the soul of the deep forests.

One day in early autumn in 2001, just as twilight was setting in, I had lost track of the mountain paths. I happened to wander into a shady forest, where I found myself suddenly seized with a strong desire to take photographs. The following day, I set out once again, carrying my camera with me this time, and searched for the same forest. This experience made me realize that I was not taking photographs of the forest out of my own will, but that the forest was inducing me to take its photographs.

Looking back in retrospect, I have a feeling that this might have all begun with my decision to build a mountain lodge with my own hands. In order to clear a plot of land for constructing a lodge inside a small forest, I had to fell Japanese red pine trees some eighty years old. Although many years have elapsed since then, I still vividly remember the sensation I had as I sat astride the felled down trees, stripping them of their barks. The trees collapsed onto the ground with a huge thud, making my entire body tremble; I looked up and remained motionless for a while, totally overwhelmed by the vastness of the sky. Almost as if stained by the blood rushing from another person's wound, I was covered with splashes of tree sap spurting from the edge of the blade of my hatchet. This made me acutely aware of the living energy of the trees, and I immediately decided to make the most of this power in the lodge I was about to build.

It took me some ten years to finish constructing the lodge. Thirty-six Japanese red pine trees growing in that forest were used for the ground sills, the central pillar and the beams. This probably explains why it is so very cozy and comfortable inside my mountain lodge. While continuously handling wood for building my lodge, I believe that I have come to feel things I could neither see nor hear before. And it could well be that, lured by this strange power, I started to travel all over Japan visiting the depth of forests.

“The Silent Respiration of Forests” is a collection of photographs which I was able to take, inspired by this power of the forest.

 

Venue .- Sala Polivalente de Gas Natural Fenosa. Plaça del Gas, 1 | 08003 Barcelona. Spain.
Dates.- Monday to Friday from 10.00 to 14.00 and from 16.00 to 20.00. October 17, 2013 - March 7, 2014.

 

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Takeshi Shikama. Born in1948, in Tokyo, Japan. Education in Aoyamagakuin University, 1968-1970. He has explored forests for over 15 years. His platinum prints on artisanal Japanese paper, made from the bark of the Gampi tree, contrast with those by Bullock by their softness and diversity of tones. Shikama, who was a designer before devoting himself to photography, has a very personal approach to his subject. He likes to lose himself in the woods, seeking encounters with the trees. He lets himself be guided by his instinct and by the light. Like Bullock, he constructs the image from the darkness. But Shikama's quest is the absence of human presence, of his own ego, in the final image. He applies an objective gaze : he tries to determine the ideal point of view to transcribe what he is observing.

The photographer lets nature take over the frame. Dependant on natural light, he watches, his thumb on the shutter release, for the moment the light intensifies, then subsides. Shikama often says he waits to "receive" the photograph.

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Published on: January 7, 2014
Cite: "Silent Respiration of Forests. Takeshi Shikama" METALOCUS. Accessed
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