On Thursday afternoon I went to Palais de Glace to check out the annual photography show. Buenos Aires Photo brings together about 30 art galleries that specialize in photography. Most are local altho there was a scattering from Chile, Brazil, Mexico and Spain. Like all art shows, it’s a little overwhelming to take in. Here’s a few photos that I liked:
Ezequiel Suranyi is an Argentine based in the UK. Most of his work is based around soccer. He had a few black and white images that had a real joy and charm to them.
Impressive images of Peru’s Carretera Sur by Hans Stoll.
From Laura Glusman’s series of plants. This is a very commonly used plant in apartment building lobbies here in Buenos Aires and I’ve been kind of fascinated with plans here recently so I enjoyed seeing the work of another photographer with a similar obsession.
Charlie Mainardi is a well known advertising photographer in Buenos Aires who was at the fair with an eponymous gallery showing his artistic works. The style is very much consistent with the advertising “look”. It’s not a look I’m too enthusiastic about but I enjoyed the content, photos of run-down Buenos Aires.
Mercedes Soledad Manrique’s photo was one of the selections in the Petrobras contest. This is a detail of the photo which shows two old women in a warmly lit interior. She doesn’t seem to have a website but I found this post on Guillermo Ueno’s blog Tosto.
Another selection from the Petrobras contest is this photo by Sebastian Friedman showing wealthy and upper middle class Argentine families with their domestic servants. The idea strikes me as a little too obvious but this photo is a joy to look at. I especially love the dad’s wry smile as his mother-in-law [I wonder?] lies on her death bed.
Puerto Rican photographer Tristan Reyes from his series Domingueando en La Perla.







My boyfriend Vagner, the love of my life and the reason I moved to Buenos Aires. He’s from Brazil. We met in 2005 and moved here together in March of 2008. Argentina is like neutral territory for us. Unless and until the US federal government recognizes gay marriage I’ll likely be living in semi-exile somewhere in Latin America. All things considered, Buenos Aires isn’t a bad place to call home.
