Void of everything that is important. I am trying to think about the “road.” I cannot. I am completely exhausted. All in all, I am going only because of the weather. The prospect of wind, snow, and my flashes on the beach did not let me sleep.
Photographers Archives: Mateusz Sarello
Mateusz Sarello (www.mateuszsarello.com) born 1978, Warsaw. He graduated from the one-year-long Photojournalism Workshop at the Academy of Photography in Warsaw. His awards and distinctions include the PDN Photo Annual, the Prix de la Photographie Paris, the International Photography Awards, the FotoVisura Grant and the International Photography Festival Organ Vida Prize. A finalist of the Lucie Foundation Scholarship and Grand Press Photo, he has exhibited at the Photomonth in Krakow, the Karas Gallery in Zagreb, the Gallery of Photography in Dublin, the Gallery Nine in Belfast and Splashlight Studios in New York.
The road. Winter. Lack. Lack of everything that’s important. I try to think of the “road.” I can’t. I’m utterly exhausted. I’m only really going because of the weather. The prospect of wind, snow, and my flashes on the beach kept me awake.