(21-05-09)  "In a blue world" is the next part of “My camera and I". That’s a lot of sensations that come from the sea and the photography, and an important call to take care of our oceans. This time, it has been illustrated by the prominent and charismatic submarine photographer Víctor Tabernero, who has given selflessly his pictures to support this call.

    I use to do a visual exercise: I get to watch pictures and pictures and more pictures, until something makes me stop on one. I can be hours looking that image, submerged in it, absorbed.

    That is what I look for in a picture. It is called "transmiting", and this is exactly what I aspire to achieve with mine. Each person sees something different in images “with feeling”, it is a personal perception, perhaps very different from what the author wished to say or felt when took it, but the goal is the same: to evoke a memory, cause a reaction, in short, do not leave indifferent.

    I do not want to throw "tourists" to the water. My goal is simple: I want to get respect and admiration for this great blue world. But to transmit anything, we must first know, feel, love... the feeling has to live inside oneself. Once you fall in love with sea, you are unable to live without it!

    BAR 50 in the bottle mean another sad goodbye. I leave the water with a strong idea: go back to it. The absence of the sea arouses my passion for it, the desire to return to the ocean that I consider mine, which has opened his soul wide open, a world with what I have got a sacred compromise: to love it, cherish it, defend it, and fight for him, because I believe in this world.

    My text and my pictures are my everyday weapons. I cry to the world of men asking for respect. What the Ocean receives from human beings is abhorrent, disgraceful, unworthy to the human nature: indiscriminate fishing, toxic dumping, mortal nets that kill everything they meet on the bottom of the sea to return it later become waste. There is no economic justification for these atrocities! Corals in souvenirs windows, in tourists’ suitcases, stuffed fish, shark fin, turtle soup, tuna on offer, seal coats, poisoned seas...

   When I was diving in the incredible reef in Balicasang Island, I felt one of the blue spectral silences. This silence was different than usual. I looked at the blue trying to decipher what this feeling meant and then I realized: it was empty! I had been diving in the reef for days. Pelagic should be there, where were the sharks? That was their home, but there, there was only silence and the tiny reef life that survived the man... for now. The sea, increasingly, looks like an empty and evicted house.

    Paradise, this idyllic place, magical, remote, located in the legends and dreams, the Sangria-La, the utopia, exists! It is on the bottom of the sea, and it is called OCEAN.

    I have been very lucky because I can illustrate my words with some exceptional images that will surely make you feel sensations produced in the ocean. They will make you think a little bit on how much we can do together. So I want to thank and dedicate this article to Víctor Tabernero, author of pictures and a staunch defender of the marine world: http://victortabernero.wordpress.com, www.uwdreams.com.