Alexis Santi is a writer, publisher and photographer. A writer by study and practice who earned his MFA at George Mason University and has published numerous poems, short stories and essays. Publisher, in lieu of being the founder of the literary journal, Our Stories (‘06), the only humanist lit journal in the country.
And photographer by way of what you see begging to be noticed around you. He has always been drawn to the power of connection, linking the artist with the subject. This is articulated up best in Frank O’Hara personism manifesto, “the poem is at last between two persons instead of two pages.” To him, I think he’d tell you is that, in a sense, the artistic unit (poem, story, photograph, song, ad frickin’ Infintium) speaks through the artist and lays before the audience a sort of offering or whatever. It shows up at your doorstep and says, hello, “The weather is nice out here, isn’t it. “ It’s your job to pick that up and run with it.
You’d call this a direct conversation between the subject of the photograph and you: the audience. (Like getting an email back it was really cool to get one.) the statement that the photograph naturally renders inside of the scene and what my being, my way of seeing the world (ala the perspective) brings to that scene or colors it for you. I firmly believe that we make our reality, seeking to color it whichever way that corresponds with our being. Hence, the artist is a reflection of their work. Get all that. Okay, here’s the point: What I’m trying to say is: damn, these pictures speak for me and I think they’re trying to get you to listen.