Qualche ora fa ci ha lasciato Lou Reed, musicista tra i più influenti negli ultimi 50 anni, poeta, scrittore e fotografo (sua la frase “se esistesse un Dio, fotograferebbe con una Leica“).

Fondatore dei Velvet Underground, fiasco commerciale nello sperimentalismo di associazione tra musica e arte pop (famosa la copertina “banana” firmata da Andy Warhol), ha firmato canzoni immortali come Sweet Jane e Walk on The Wild Side che hanno ritmato i miei anni liceali. Ricordo un suo concerto in un bar di New York nel 1978, quello all’arena di Milano nei primi anni ’80, e poi l’ho incontrato molto più di recente, nel Marzo di quest’anno a Sydney, con sua moglie, davanti all’Opera House dove preparavano uno spettacolo.

In quell’occasione gli avevo stretto la mano, e per qualche minuto abbiamo parlato, stranamente di fotografia, non di musica.

Holly came from Miami, F.L.A. Hitch-hiked her way across the U.S.A.
Plucked her eyebrows on the way. Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, “Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side”. He said, “Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side”
Candy came from out on the island. In the backroom she was everybody’s darlin’
But she never lost her head. Even when she was giving head
She says, “Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side”. He said, “Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side”
And the colored girls go Doo do doo, doo do doo, doo do doo
Little Joe never once gave it away. Everybody had to pay and pay
A hustle here and a hustle there. New York City’s the place where they said
“Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side”. I said, “Hey Joe, take a walk on the wild side”
Sugar plum fairy came and hit the streets. Lookin’ for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo, you should’ve seen ’em go go go. 
They said, “Hey sugar, take a walk on the wild side”, I said, “Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side”
Alright, huh. Jackie is just speeding away, Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash, Valium would have helped that bash
She said, “Hey babe, take a walk on the wild side” I said, “Hey honey, take a walk on the wild side”
And the colored girls say Doo do doo, doo do doo, doo do doo

Foto? Un chitarra lasciata sola …

richie


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It has been more than fifty years since I began traveling across the world — and the seven seas — for work or for pleasure, always with a Leica M camera close at hand. The camera has never been an accessory; it has been a constant companion, a way of observing, remembering, and making sense of the places and people I encountered along the way. I started keeping this kind of journal some time ago, not as a diary in the traditional sense, but as a space where images and words could meet. This is not a publication driven by schedules or algorithms. At times I disappear for long stretches; then, inevitably, I return with semi-regular updates. Publishing, for me, is a mirror of my state of mind and emotions. It follows my rhythm, not the other way around. You have to take it exactly as it comes. Every photograph you see here is mine. They are fragments of a life spent moving, looking, and waiting for moments to reveal themselves — often quietly, sometimes unexpectedly. This blog is not about destinations, but about presence. About what remains when the journey slows down and the shutter finally clicks.

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