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  • Currently in Palermo, Italy
  • Tourism in Giglio, for The New York Times, April 2012.

    May 17th at 12:47am
  • Mario, 66. Catania, Sicily.

    Apr 29th at 11:49pm
  • Ilaria. Paris, February 2012.

    Mar 10th at 12:35pm
  • Perfect

    see the full project here

    The greatest perfection is imperfection.

    To Aristotle perfect meant complete, nothing to add or subtract. To Empedocles perfection depends on incompleteness since the latter possesses a potential for development and improvement. Here lies the paradox formulated by Italian Renaissance philosopher Giulio Cesare Vanini. The paradox of perfection is that imperfection is perfect.

     

    I travelled around Italy researching imperfect beauties in six different non-conventional beauty pageants and applied a color symbolism to each one:

     

    Miss Chubby, pink;

    Miss Trans, purple;

    Miss Mediterranea, yellow;

    Miss Plastic Surgery, fuchsia;

    Miss Drag Queen, orange;

    Miss Over, blue.

     

    Six imperfect beauties (due to their weight, clothes, excess of silicone, or age) if compared to the typology of beauty imposed by mass media and the consumerist society we live in. In Italy, in particular, beauty has become a political tool during the Berlusconi era. Since the 80’s, his media empire has introduced a culture of luxury and sex to shape his electorate. Italy became in the mean time  a country where half-naked beautiful women are plucked from TV studios and elevated into powerful positions. This culture has generated an unprecedented wave of castings and beauty pageants for girls and women of all ages all over Italy.

     

    In response to the aesthetic and political state of my country, I worked on Perfect, a series of 36 photographs focusing on how the beauty dictated by our politicized consumerist society is emulated by the masses, and on the link between imperfection and perfection.

    Feb 9th at 4:55pm
  • Hill of Shame

    This is a parallel series I worked on while covering the immigration crisis in Lampedusa between February and May 2011. See the full Hill of Shame series here.

    The so-called Hill of Shame (definition given by the Italian media) is a hill in the island of Lampedusa, half-way between Sicily and North Africa in the Mediterrannean Sea, where hundreds of migrants lived in poor conditions in improvised tents during the immigration crisis in April 2011. Tents were built with metal sticks, sheets, clothes and mattresses in an open-air dump of plastic bags, dishes and bottles used as urinals. In 2011, about 53,000 North African and Sub-Saharan migrants arrived in the so-called “Door of Europe”, fleeing the unrest of the region and stranded on the on the island in appalling conditions. Migrants weren’t provided with the most basic humanitarian assistance such as shelter, medical care, blankets and access to sanitary facilities, while thousands slept outdoors.

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    © Gianni Cipriano

    Lampedusa. April 2011.

    Jan 27th at 2:39pm
  • Lina Ben Mhenni, Blogger. Tunis, December 2011.

    Lina Ben Mhenni, 28, is a cyber activist author of the popular blog “A Tunisian Girl” and teaching assistant of linguistics at the University of Tunis. Her influential blog, which was censored under Zine El Abidine Ben Ali’s rule, was one of the most revealing and scathing criticisms of Tunisian society, focusing particularly on issues like women’s rights and press freedom. When unrest began in Tunisia in January 2011, Ben Mhenni began traveling across the country to take photos and video footage of both the protests and people that were killed in the ensuing government crackdowns. She visited local hospitals and took pictures of those injured or killed by the police. She risked her safety as one of the only Tunisians to criticize the repressive government openly on international broadcasts before the Jasmine Revolution began.

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    © Gianni Cipriano

    Jan 17th at 12:14pm
  • ‎”M / Le magazine du Monde” gave me the wonderful opportunity and complete freedom to work on a self-assigned photograph to shoot for the “Carte blanche” section on page 3 of the magazine.

    I decided to work on Palermo, the city where I was born and that I love more than any other. A city with a glorious past and a unimaginable potential, unfortunately exploited and abandoned by its administration and the silence of the majority of its population.

    The red carpet was photographed near one of the warehouses of the Cantieri Culturali alla Zisa, an ex industrial district transformed in a cultural space and abandoned in the past 10 years. This photograph is dedicated to mayor Diego Cammarata, to his friends and accomplices.

    As Palermo enters 2012, the city looks into a mirror and faces the heritage of 10 years of lack of administration. The capital of Sicily, which boasts 2,700 years of history and culture with few parallels in Europe, has been ranked the last regional capital of Italy for its quality of life by Sole 24 Ore, Italy’s financial daily newspaper. Raped, exploited and abandoned. Palermo, despite its famous negative connotations, has the power to face such deterioration thanks to its inhabitants who give the city a unique character with a surreal touch of irony and incomparable savoir-faire. This week, as the Spring elections approach, non-partisan and apolitical committees have formed a city movement which foresees the future of Palermo as a continuation of its glorious past. A positive sign for a city, an island and a country that have been for too long considered as Europe’s non man’s land of illicit affairs and non-governance.

    Jan 14th at 2:55pm
  • Jan 7th at 4:55pm
  • Giulia

    Jan 2nd at 3:10pm
  • Letter to a client. December 30th, 2011.

    Dear *****,
    Exactly one year has passed by since I sent you the $100 invoice for the photo shoot I did for you and your (unpublished?) magazine in December 2010 in New York City. One year. That’s $8.33 a month; $0.27 a day. Less then what you pay for your daily coffee or tea. I honestly think I deserve the same respect as the coffee cart vendor you give your money to every day, not because of who I might be or where I come from (values I never believed in and status I’ve always fought against - I am simply one of those thousands of photographers out there working to earn their living), but because of the work I did and delivered to you on time over a year ago.

    I consider myself a polite, sensitive, comprehensive and well-educated man who has always listened what people had to say, from the people I photograph to the clients who pay late, including you. I’ve always been cool and easygoing, and never got mad for invoices paid late, which constantly happens. I’ve never applied the late fees mentioned in my invoice terms because I’m strongly convinced a human, respectful and professional relationship between me and my clients is far more worth than words on a contract or a check arriving on time. This is probably a naive way of seeing life, but this is what inevitably defines me as a human being. I don’t think I deserve this kind of behavior from you. I am sorry if 2011 was a difficult year for you, as it was for many people around the globe, including me. God (supposing He exists) only knows what I’ve went through this year, but I didn’t allow anything or anybody to prevent me of being professional, to deliver my work and pay my bills on time. As adults we have responsibilities.

    Back in July you wrote me “I am sorry that ******** magazine will not resume publishing until January 2012 and there are no funds available at this time”. That is not my problem. I didn’t deliver you the photos in January 2012. You asked me to do that job in December 2010, as I actually did. I didn’t force you to hire me for that photo shoot. From the moment you assigned me for a job, I expect to be paid just as you expect to have the work delivered. I pay bills just as you do. I don’t ask for for services or buy goods I know I won’t or can’t pay. You then mentioned “it would make sense to just make a few payments over a short period of time…”. To this date I haven’t received one cent. And no, I don’t think splitting $100 over a short period of time makes any sense at all. I didn’t deliver you parts of photos over a short or long period of time. Why should I expect to be paid this way?

    I attached to this email the updated invoice with the 3% compoundable per month late charge. I have never done this. You’re the first client I am applying late fees to. Congratulations. I’ve never considered the late charge, not even in the last emails I sent you a couple of months ago when the payment was already 7 months late. Patience has a limit. After 12 months the balance due, to this date, is $142.39. Please make a direct deposit before January 30th 2012, or an additional 3% compoundable late charge will be applied to the subtotal of $142.39. 

    Last , but not least, I wanted to thank you. People like you make me understand how religiously important photography is for me. You represent one of those countless obstacles I encounter in my path that try to convince me it’s not worth it, both economically and for the unimaginable time and effort I put into this profession. Perseverance and strength of will have always defined my approach to this field. People like you make my perseverance stronger.

    I do not want to hear back from you. From now I will choose my clients based on quality, and no longer on quantity.

    Wishing you a happy and glorious 2012.

    Gianni Cipriano

    Dec 30th at 5:29pm
  • Lugano

    Dec 27th at 5:15pm
  • New York

    Dec 23rd at 7:23pm
  • Enrico Colajanni, Libero Futuro, Palermo.

    Dec 20th at 4:08pm
  • The night Berlusconi resigned

    One month has passed by. Silvio Berlusconi, the man who dominated the Italian political scene more than anyone since Mussolini, was overthrown by the markets and not by Italians.  The feeling of that night was the same I have when I think of the anaesthetized population I belong to, so passive and inept to even react to 17 years of corrupt politics and democratic vacuum that have exploited and damaged their own country.

    Dec 12th at 10:27pm
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