Sevilla is a magnificent city in Southern Spain roughly an hour away from the coast. It’s climate is hot and dry so there’s little in the way of vegetation, but most of its charm is in the people themselves. Sevilla is the place to go if you’ve ever wanted to siesta like a Spaniard or spend three hours over lunch with a handful of friends. It’s a place that is slowly creeping towards the increasingly work-heavy, fun-light schedule that seems to be just another sign of globalization, but it still maintains some of that southern charm of old-fashioned Spain. You probably won’t see a flamenco dress outside of Feria week or a wedding, but if you want to catch a good ole-bullfight or get scared out of your wits by a nazarene, it’s definitely the place to go. Sevilla lacks the cultural interweaving that is becoming much more common in its northern neighbors, but with the increasing amount of tourists that flock to the city each year and its ever-growing presence, this will surely change in a matter of years. Unfortunately, this presence is less than welcomed by some of the population who fear that Sevilla is beginning to lose the essence of what makes it Sevilla and this type of frustration can become obvious if you don’t fit in with the normal profile of Spaniard or tourist. Numerous times I heard complaints about the “Moroccans who came to take away Spanish jobs” and more slurs against similar groups, however, these complaints aren’t exactly anything new or original to Sevilla. Any time there is a certain level of unemployment or economic difficulty within a region, the outsiders are generally blamed for it and despite the revenue from tourism, Sevilla is part of the poorest region in Spain. Regardless of this bias towards certain outsiders, most Sevillanos showed themselves to be more warm and welcoming than anyone I’ve met outside of the Southern US and Italy.
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Many of my photographs are taken during my travels through Europe, Asia and Africa. I'm continually seeking inspiration in the architecture I see, the local customs I engage in and the vibrant lifestyles of the people I meet. I see each photograph as a candid shot of someone's life in another country. Through my photography I want to erase borders that may exist because of distance, language or misunderstanding.
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