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Marta Wojtkowska - 2022


photo of Marta by Czeslaw Wojtkowski (Marta's father who was also a photographer)
Marta Wojkowska
Marta's father is gone and her mother passed away a few days after Marta. Marta honored both of them here on ipernity:


Marta's most appreciated photo

Marta Wojkowska
Marta's father is gone and her mother passed away a few days after Marta. Marta honored both of them here on ipernity:


Marta's most appreciated photo

MARCEL, Scott Holcomb, Au Cœur... diagonalhorizon, ColRam and 20 other people have particularly liked this photo
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Danke ans Team, dass Ihr diese Erinnerungen hier veröffentlicht!
I did not know........ so sad!
she was a great photoprapher, will allways remember her BW artistic photos.......and her humanity!
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51674166
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51676918
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51678144
FR) La ville bourdonne. Au moment où j'écris ceci, le soleil se déverse dans la maison. Mais le rugissement de la rue ne s'arrête pas : les voitures passent, bruyamment, dans ma chambre. Il y a un homme dans la rue qui parle sur son téléphone portable. La porte de la rue s'ouvre et quelqu'un monte les escaliers. J'entends des cris. Il y a des gens qui courent. Un chien aboie sur un autre chien. Deux chats rient. Tout est bruit, mais je me tiens ici devant la photo de ces arbres, ces nuages, la rivière... en pensant à Marta. Nous n'avions écrit que brièvement quelques fois. Photographie argentique et noir et blanc : arbres, chemins, portraits, fleurs... J'apprends encore à regarder à travers les yeux de Marta. Je me regarde dans son miroir. Dans son miroir je vois comme la vie respire, mais je ressens son absence.
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51674166
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51676918
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51678144
EN) The city is buzzing. As I write this, the sun is pouring into the house. But the roar of the street does not stop: the cars pass, noisily, through my room. There is a man on the street talking on his cell phone. The street door opens and someone climbs the stairs. I hear screams. There are people running. A dog barks at another dog. Two cats laugh. Everything is noise, but I'm standing here in front of the photograph of these trees, these clouds, the river... thinking about Marta. We had only written briefly a couple of times. Analogue and black and white photography: trees, paths, portraits, flowers... I'm still learning to look through Marta's eyes. I look at myself in his mirror. In its mirror I see how life breathes, but I feel its absence.
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51674166
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51676918
www.ipernity.com/doc/homaris/51678144
Great photographer, strong and friendly personality - so sad to hear you had to go!
Rest in Peace.
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a great composer she was
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