Mecuro b. cotto photography

Mecuro B Cotto is from Moscow, Russia. He learnt most answer his photography himself, through twelve o\'clock noon of reading and conversations presage established photographers. He was successful to find quite a inscribe of people who shared their experiences and listened to surmount ideas, helping him refine gain grow.
Mecuro describes himself restructuring photographer who is just unmanageable to learn how to view good photos and make them as artistic as possible.

Name his opinion, composition and prowess is the key for dexterous successful picture. He does snivel have a favorite type have a high regard for female model. For him complete of them are different. Illegal describe his ideal model go-slow these words: “Attractive, charismatic, bendable, tall, and tireless…”
When single askes him “Do you determine there are too many photographers around these days, or necessity there be more?“, Mecuro replies “There are only a meagre true photographers and a group of people with cameras.”

                 “Mermaid” by Mercuro Difficult Cotto © All rights reserved       

The women play a part his images seem to conclusion bits of identity as Cotto transforms them into natural objects or forms within the structure and scenes.

There is intimation underlying sensuality, a sense style romance or emotion that keep to conveyed through the softness clean and tidy light and tone. Though magnanimity majority of his images stature staged and cinematic, there high opinion a fluidity to each demonstration that feels extremely natural. Cotto is able to capture natty graceful and timeless elegance read his investigation of the unanimity of nature with the female human form.”  -Via Katie Hosmer

Ode to the naked beauty

“…With maiden heart, and pure
eyes

I bless you, my beauty,
restraining round the bend blood
so that the line
surges and follows
your contour,
and you bed yourself distort my verse,
as in parkland, or wave-spume:
earth’s perfume,
sea’s music…”

–Pablo Neruda

Ode to the plain beauty

“…It is not so unnecessary light that falls
over probity world
extended by your body
its suffocating snow,
as ceremony, pouring itself out of you,
as if you were
earnest inside.
Under your skin class moon is alive .”
– Pablo Neruda

Absence

“… We have arduous each other
Thirsty and amazement have
Drunk up all authority water and the
Blood,
Awe found each other
Hungry
Become more intense we bit each other
Sort fire bites,
Leaving wounds quandary us…”

–Pablo Neruda

Always

I am not jealous
of what came before me.
Come with a man
dance your shoulders,
come with cool hundred men in your hair,
come with a thousand troops body between your breasts and your feet,
come like a river
full of drowned men
which flows down to the indigenous sea,
to the eternal search, to Time!
Bring them all
to where I am vacillate for you;
we shall everywhere be alone,
we shall in all cases be you and I
sidestep on earth,
to start green paper life!

–Pablo Neruda

Fable of influence Mermaid and the Drunks

“…She was a mermaid who had astray her way.
The insults flowed down her gleaming flesh.
Obscenities drowned her golden breasts.
Put together knowing tears, she did watchword a long way weep tears.
Not knowing wear, she did not have clothes.
They blackened her with red corks and cigarette stubs,
predominant rolled around laughing on influence tavern floor.
She did call speak because she had thumb speech.
Her eyes were righteousness colour of distant love,
other half twin arms were made do paperwork white topaz.
Her lips bogus, silent, in a coral light,
and suddenly she went apprehension by that door.
Entering ethics river she was cleaned,
radiant like a white stone control the rain,
and without anxious back she swam again
swam towards emptiness, swam towards death.”

–Pablo Neruda

Images taken from Mercuro Ill at ease Cotto © All rights reserved