Playing we grow. Playing we learn. Playing we live. The game carries us away, entertains us, sometimes sweeps us, sometimes it seems to reject or even smash us. There is no pause in the game, nor a break. We remain breathless…
Immersed we forget so many things. And especially the primary – the objective. Does every step we take lead in the right direction or we will end up on an unknown playground sunk in the fog?
Playgrounds is Hristo Petrov’s first independant exhibition. Despite the seemingly minor tone of the photographs, they are NOT to be taken as a series of post-apocalyptic pictures. On the contrary, they represent new opportunities. The author attempts to depict (through the medium of photography) the beauty of the stillness and the muted nuances, the depth and the indefined anticipation, while remaining optimist and in reality is a serene and smiley person. His objective is reached if, even for a moment, while playing their own game the visitors re-think their goals, worldviews and actions.
All photographed locations are playgrounds of some kind. Some are school yards, parks, private sport facilities. Others are abandoned building sites on which the kids often play hide and seek or tag. There are places in the outskirts of Plovdiv, where youngsters ride bikes or go sledding when there is snow.