marco delogu

Writers

There is something vaguely disturbing about the sequence of figures immortalised in poses by Marco Delogu. Perhaps it is due to the frozen insistency of the series of gazes and the psychological complexity of the range of expressions deployed, which hint at an entire play of possible relations. Alternatively, it could be derived from the accentuated contrast between the synthetic luminous surfacing of physiognomic features and the darkness of the ground, which emphasises the photographer’s need to give the group a strong unitary connotation – in this case an intellectual category, i.e. Writers – while allowing the distinct psychological individualities to emerge.
Now that identity itself is an imploded concept currently being redefined, no representational technique can be truly pacific. Marco Delogu is well aware of this, yet revives the efficacy of the photographic eye as a critical and self-critical test. This leads to the idea of the photographer not as a voyeur of fleeting instants and special moments in the style of Cartier-Bresson, but as a lucid and disingenuous witness, with a continual tension that is both documentary and introspective.
Antonella Marino

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