Photography
Carlos Lobo
Carlos Lobo loves exploring urban landscapes. It was in Lebanon, between Beirut and Tripoli, that he set up his camera for The Dew of Little Things. Through these war-torn landscapes, he unfolds a unique poetry. In both color and black and white, his photographs bear witness to a world in limbo. The cement gray of conflict fades, surrounded by the green of (...)
Carlos Lobo loves exploring urban landscapes. It was in Lebanon, between Beirut and Tripoli, that he set up his camera for The Dew of Little Things. Through these war-torn landscapes, he unfolds a unique poetry. In both color and black and white, his photographs bear witness to a world in limbo. The cement gray of conflict fades, surrounded by the green of a nature reborn. Like the lines by Gibran that inspired his title, “For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and its freshness.”
The Dew of little Things, 24 x 29.5 cm, 108 pages, 63 black and white and color reproductions, four-color printing, bound in full silkscreened cloth with gold foil stamping, ISBN 978-2-919507-52-8
Graphic design: França Gomes
See also The Idea of Silence
See also Through the Pale Dawn
«In the sweetness of friendship
let there be laughter,
and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things
the heart finds its morning
and is refreshed.»
Kahlil Gibran
