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Fake Weddings + Replichroming.

falsi pir-4This weekend, I was invited by the Tourism Board of Supetar (island of Brač) to photograph a fake wedding. It was, actually, a fake traditional wedding, making it even more interesting to watch, specially because I was never told much about the whole event, and conversations went like “So… who’s getting married?”, “Oh Mirko, nobody! Now, let’s go get the bride!!”. I was confused.

In the end, this huge celebration was organized by local people in order to celebrate something, that I was never quite certain about, but I’ll just assume that life is a good thing to celebrate. Summer is coming, the sea is getting warmer and having friends, family and health are a good thing to brag about. So they (we) did.

Enjoy.

 

Since you made it so far, I’ll tell you that some pics were made using the base of Replichrome presets, lovely stuff!

 

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Brač Yet Again

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Just a quick post to let you know that I’m –finally– heading to Dalmatia tomorrow! I’ll be staying in Supetar for about a week (or until somebody kicks me out) and I’ll be traveling to different parts of Brač looking for islanders whose ancestors left to Patagonia and still live there, as well as documenting life, landscapes and everything related to that amazing place.

Again, If you feel like giving me a hand, have a coffee or a beer, please let me know at mirkolovic@gmail.com

If you want more details about what I’ll be doing there, have a look at this interview done by Slobodna Dlmacija over here.

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The Face Of Sutivan + Wrinkles Galore

 

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After more than a year without any language lessons, books, or similar, I had to give an interview in my much reduced and grammatically offensive croatian skills while in Split.

Furthermore, I had to speak to everyone on Brač in croatian, which wasn’t much of a problem. Language-wise, I lost all my shame a few years ago, so talking is fine with me. Listening, however, was a more difficult task, since their dialect –Čakavski or Chakavsky– was not the easiest thing to understand for a super novice in easter european languages.

However, the weather wasn’t the best and even though many, many chilean-croatians come from the Island of Brač, at the beginning was no easy task to trace families from which I had no last names, addresses or ways to find them but eventually I got my way around the island, and maybe my broken grammar, thick accent (to my great shame) and objectives were made very clear to most of the people. I’m not even halfway to acquire the material I want to, but at least I’m on my way. Continue reading

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Off to Brač

Hi all!

Just a quick, short post to let you know that as of tomorrow, I’ll be in Brač, Croatia, photographing people, lifestyle and landscapes for a personal project I’ve been working on about immigrants in Patagonia. Brač is one of the islands that most croats came from in the late 1800’s and early 1900’s, to the rough Patagonian living conditions, in a region that was just being born.

If you know anyone who has connections to the island, anyone who has stayed after their relatives left, anyone with an interesting story, let me know and I’ll do my best to get to them.

More updates from the island!

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Hola hola!

Un pequeño posteo para contarles que mañana, y por una semana, estaré en Brač, Croacia, buscando gente, naturaleza y la simple vida de isla para fotografiar, como parte de un proyecto personal en el que estoy trabajando hace un tiempo. Brač la isla de la cual provienen la mayoría de los inmigrantes croatas que actualmente viven en Patagonia y el resto de Chile, cuando debido a factores económicos y ambientales, debieron emigrar a finales de siglo XIX y comienzos del siglo XX, cambiando la tranquila y cálida isla por la austral y dura vida pionera en la joven Patagonia.

Si conocen a alguien que esté vinculado a esta historia, que viva en la isla, alguien que sepa historias o simplemente esté interesado en este proyecto, pueden dejar un lindo comentario.

Mas desde la isla!

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Bucharest + Budapest

Hi there!

Small gallery with small pictures, just to share with you an express trip I did to Bucharest from Zagreb, plus, I though about giving some advice while traveling with an European and Latin American passport (spolier: nothing happens).

Anyway, after an incident while shooting a video, the camera falling into the ground and my all-around lens cracking and instantly being transformed into useless plastic, I couldn’t really get a grip on shooting the kind of pictures I wanted to. The mojo just wasn’t in and -honestly- I’m not in that level of awesomeness where I can work it out no matter what.

Still, the weird winter here was helpful with the walking we did in both Bucharest and Budapest, although the light left us quite early. I can’t wait to be back there in summer/spring time to see the landscape in a very different way!

Here’s the pics. Enjoy.

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Off The Rails – Westbound.

The journey ends, or at least transforms itself, when arriving to Vladivostok.

We’re in Asia, in the Far East, close to North Korea, right next to China and a mere 2-3 days by boat from Japan, yet, the city has an incredible western vibe and mood, much more accentuated that what I found in Moscow.

The journey ends, yes, at least the train one does, because from here it’s only 2 days to hop on and off the buses, the hills, the submarine in the street (?) and the beautiful women. I would’ve loved to be more than a couple of hours here, but the schedule was tight. However, I think I was able to see enough of it just to want to go back again and finally catch the night vibe and the wonderful landscapes.

This time, the picture were taken in Baikal lake, some in Yekaterinsburg, Vladivostok and inside the train, where all the action was. It was very funny to notice how people looked at me when changing cars, specially when arriving to another plaskart, since nobody expected a “tourist” in their cars, all the eyes turned to me and they were disturbed, confused, wandering and many, many more expressions.

From Vladivostok it’s plane back to Moscow. A flight attendant gives me a judgmental look when asking her for a beer, telling me “you’ll be able to get one when we get to Moscow” (in, like, 6 hours). I mean, no drinks in russian airplanes!? But everywhere on the streets? Alright, maybe we’re strangers, I don’t know. Then, while queuing for the loo, a drunk russian passenger talked to me some… stuff in russian, and then I get the alcohol “free” flight.

From here on, it’s only a matter of time until everything sets on what I’ve just experienced. I still have a few days to travel, and a few weeks until everything sets in and my words start to depict the whole experience. Finally, I’m not an Asia-virgin anymore.

Enjoy.

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Perito Moreno + Bernizer

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Quick but long-due photos from Perito Moreno glacier!

The wee town in Argentina called El Calafate, hosts a wonderful sight of one of the few glaciers that still moves forward, yet, it’s height declines every year. You know: there’s the global warming thing going on, right?

So here are the pictures! It was strange to be -again- in a group of tourists, walking through determined routes, not being able to touch anything, not being able to stay for whatever time you’d like to and to hear the pre-processed speech of the tour guide. I don’t think it’s a bad thing, I just feel strange about it. Could it be better if worked in another way? Would all the people that visited the glacier, took marvelous pictures and filled their lives with wonderful moments be able to visit the park in another circumstance?

Finally… would i’ve been able to shoot these if the whole tourism business worked differently?

The +: Taking note of some videos about the Bernizer method (a crazy-simple method of panoramic portraits) I took some samples of Kristina in one of the nice stations all across the East point of the glacier.

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Libros | Books

maquetaPara algunos que vieron a foto en Facebook o Instagram, acá les cuento la historia completa (no habrá lateo, lo juro).

Ya en Croacia y a pesar de siempre haber tenido pésimas notas en historia, me imaginé un libro de fotos sobre, justamente historia. Como no tengo el tiempo para descubrir nuevos hechos que me postulen a tener un magister o un doctorado, decidí ir por aquello que siempre tuve a la mano y que finalmente no se siente como algo del todo desconocido: Inmigración.

Claro, no fui yo quien emigró, no fui yo quien llegó del otro lado del mundo. tampoco fui yo quien escribió los libros ni mucho menos. Aun así, podría ser yo quien lo recopile y tome las fotos que no existen de todo esto, que fue la inmigración croata a Magallanes.

Con esta idea fija, junté a dos amigos y armé la maqueta en cuestión, para empezar a mover el cuento en FONDART y en gente que tiene plata y no sabe aún que quiere dármela.

Es un paso chico, es un primer paso, a la mitad de una marcha, de una carrera, de un paseo o de un gran salto.

Los escucho atentamente.

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Some of you already saw the images either in Facebook or Instagram and wanted to know the full story behind those 2 printed copies of a book-to-be. Sadly, for now, that book is only a mock-up, a “how it’s gonna look like” element for me to show to public fundings, and to people who are willing to give me their financial support and they don’t know yet.

The story goes like this: A year ago I left Croatia and came to Chile, hoping to gather information, people and fundings enough to make a book about the croatian immigration in chilean Patagonia. Loads of books already tell that story, some of them through the eyes of history, some others through their own eyes, however, none of them could exactly tell people here in Patagonia, and there in Croatia, how those two countries were in any way similar or different.

And that’s where I step in, with my camera, my lenses (one of them just broke in an ice-trekking last weekend) and my two legs.

It’s amazing how little things get higher perspectives when printed, when formalized, when taken seriously, when worked as a professional assignment, when you risk and take the jump and the seconds you spend on the air, suddenly transform into weeks, months, years, and back to seconds again.

I look forward to hear from you.

:)

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