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GUIDO ARGENTINI
PRIVATE ROOMS

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As for every man, my life is driven by an energy that follows
a straight line while is always looking beyond in order to
anticipate new targets. As I raced toward the future, I was
always fascinated by the feminine universe, by its circularity,
by its capability of simply “being”.
The woman is close to earth and to nature, she is aware of the
present moment and she has the capacity to live in this present
rather than in a projection toward a future that relentlessly
continues to be just that: these are elements that always made me
sense her superiority. The woman is the carrier of life; thanks
to her energy and intrinsic power, ancient civilizations always
considered her superior to man. The first spiritual and religious
acts raised her status to a divine level and for a long time art
glorified the power and sacredness of a woman’s body as well
as the feminine sexuality.
To display, paint or photograph the naked body of a woman is
often seen as something indecent in today’s society. Morality and
the influences dictated by increasingly oppressive religions and
society rules have turned what used to be sacred into something
obscene.
Someone once asked Picasso where he drew the line between
sexuality and art. He replied: “they are one single thing, they
are one and the same. Art can only be erotic”.
In addition to being the source of artistic inspiration, the feminine
element is the only chance that man has to grow spiritually.
Thus, the eulogy of feminine beauty, as superficial as it may
seem, is part of my own desire to grow.
We never stop to try to understand why and how we got to where
we are. Publishing a book is a wonderful excuse to do just that.
I deliberately chose to write the name of each subject or subjects
portrayed as well as the place and the date on which I shot the
photographs at the beginning of each “little story” that makes
up the book. Our past is what we remember of it: Therefore, in
addition to providing a time frame for each picture, these dates
help me to recall a part of my personal story.
When we come into the world and during our childhood, we
are faced with unlimited possibilities. Then, as we grow into
adulthood, we are educated to become aware of our limits.
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music, directing a movie or taking a photograph, helps us
overcome these fake barriers. Said limits and barriers actually
do not exist, they are imposed upon us and more often than not,
they keep us imprisoned for all our life.
We are almost always actors playing out our life without
knowing how life really should be. We are given one page of
the screenplay at a time and we act it out as robots; however, we
can never see nor understand the significance of the whole story.
We hardly ever manage to write this screenplay ourselves, to
create our own role – it is always imposed. Once in a while, we
may complete a project after working at it extensively and we
may get an illusive sensation that we have been, at least for a
while, the screenwriters of our own life.
This second book is the result of ten years of photographs, all
taken in the intimacy of closed rooms. Ancient villas, modern
apartments, numerous hotels, from the most elegant five-star
locations enriched with luxurious velvets and four-posted beds
to the most squalid hourly-rate motels furnished with plastic
chairs and worn-out wallpaper. Each room is the stage of an
“open story” with no beginning or end. To the contrary of a
movie, a photograph leaves total room for the imagination of
the viewer. Anyone can imagine what occurred prior to the
click and what will happen right after. Anyone can write his or
her own screenplay and dialogues and compose his or her own
soundtrack.
The women portrayed are of various nationalities and ages.
Some are professional models, others found themselves in front
of my lens only as part of a game. Some of them I’ve only met
once… others are dear friends of mine. No actresses, no top
models, no popular faces. I only wanted “anonymous actresses”
to interpret my fantasies. If I was the director of these images, I
could have not completed this project without the collaboration
and often improvisation of my “actresses”.
Once again, this project was born out of the love for women and
was completed only thanks to them. That is why I dedicate this
book to my beloved aunt Edy, who has always been a special
feminine point of reference for me, and along with her, to all
women. I dedicate it to the women who have posed for me, to
those who have loved me and who have stood by me on my path
to this date, to those I will meet in the future and to the one who
will manage to stand by my side forever.

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INTRODUCTION

Come per tutti gli uomini, la mia vita e’ guidata da un’energia che
si sviluppa su una linea retta, sempre proiettata in avanti verso la
realizzazione di nuovi obbiettivi.
In questa corsa verso il domani sono sempre stato affascinato
dall’universo femminile, dalla sua circolarita’, dal suo poter “essere”
semplicemente.
La vicinanza della donna alla terra, alla natura, il suo essere
consapevole del momento attuale, il suo saper vivere nel presente e
non nella proiezione verso un futuro che continua inesorabilmente
ad essere tale, sono elementi che mi hanno sempre fatto avvertire la
sua superiorita’.
La donna, portatrice di vita, con la sua energia e con i suoi poteri
intrinseci e’ sempre stata considerata nelle piu’ antiche civilta’
superiore all’uomo ed e’ stata elevata a divinita’nei primi atti di
spiritualita’ e di religione.
Per molto tempo la rappresentazione artistica ha glorificato potenza
e sacralita’ del corpo e della sessualita’ femminile.
Nella societa’ odierna, mostrare, dipingere o fotografare il corpo
nudo di una donna e’ considerato spesso un atto indecente.
La moralita’ e i condizionamenti dettati da una religione e una
societa’ sempre piu’ opprimenti, hanno trsformato in osceno cio’ che
un tempo era sacro.
Erotismo e pornografia troppo spesso sono posti sullo stesso piano.
Qualcuno chiese a Picasso dove stesse la linea di separazione fra
sessualita’ ed arte. Picasso rispose: ”Sono una cosa sola, sono la
stessa cosa. L’arte puo’ solo essere erotica”
Oltre ad essere fonte di inspirazione artistica, l’elemento femminile
e’ l’unica possibilita’ che l’uomo ha per una crescita spirituale.
L’elogio della bellezza femminile, per quanto superficiale possa
sembrare, fa parte di questo mio desiderio di crescita.
Non ci soffermiamo quasi mai a cercare di capire perche’ e come
siamo arrivati dove siamo adesso.
La pubblicazione di un libro e’ un’ottima scusa per farlo.
Ho scelto di scrivere, all’inizio di ogni “piccola storia” che compone
il libro, il nome del soggetto o dei soggetti ritratti, il luogo e la data in
cui ho scattato le foto.
Il nostro passato e’ cio’ che si ricorda di esso e, queste date, oltre a dare
una collocazione temporale alle fotografie, mi aiutano a ricostruire
una parte della mia storia personale.
Quando veniamo al mondo e nella nostra infanzia abbiamo
possibilita’ illimitate davanti a noi. Diventando adulti, veniamo
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Poter creare qualcosa, scrivendo, dipingendo, componendo musica,
dirigendo un film o facendo una fotografia, ci aiuta a superare queste
false barriere.
Sono limiti che in realta’ non esistono, ma che ci sono imposti e che,
quasi sempre ci tengono imprigionati per tutta la vita.
Quasi sempre siamo attori che recitano la propria vita senza sapere
che cosa essa sia veramente.
Ci viene data ogni giorno una pagina della sceneggiatura che noi
recitiamo, come automi, senza mai poter vedere o capire il senso
della storia intera.
Quasi mai riusciamo noi stessi a scrivere questa sceneggiatura e a
creare il nostro ruolo senza che esso ci venga imposto.
Il portare a compimento un progetto al quale si e’ lavorato per molto
tempo, puo’ dare l’illusoria sensazione di essere stati, almeno per un
po’ gli sceneggiatori della nostra stessa vita.
Questo mio secondo libro e’ il risultato di dieci anni di fotografie
realizzate tutte nell’intimita’ di stanze chiuse.
Antiche ville, appartamenti moderni, molti Hotel, dai piu’ eleganti a
5 stelle con velluti e letti a baldacchino ai piu’ squallidi motel a ore
con sedie in plastica e logore carte da parati.
Ogni stanza e’ teatro di una “storia aperta”, che non ha un inizio ne’
una fine. Al contrario di un film, la fotografia da un totale spazio alla
fantasia e all’immaginazione di chi la guarda.
Ognuno puo’ immaginare cio’ che e’ successo prima dello scatto
e quello che succedera’ dopo. Ognuno puo’ scrivere la propria
sceneggiatura, i propri dialoghi, e comporre la propria colonna
sonora.
Le donne ritratte sono di nazionalita’ e di eta’ diverse, alcune
modelle professioniste, altre capitate solo per gioco davanti al mio
obbiettivo.
Alcune incontrate soltanto una volta, altre, mie care amiche.
Nessuna attrice, nessuna top model, nessun volto noto.
Volevo fossero “attrici anonime” ad interpretare le mie fantasie.
Se io sono stato il regista di queste immagini, non avrei potuto
portare a termine questo progetto senza la collaborazione e spesso
l’improvvisazione di queste mie attrici.
Ancora una volta, un progetto nato dall’amore per la donna, portato
a termine grazie all’aiuto delle donne.
Per questo dedico questo libro a mia zia Edy, che rappresenta per me
una figura femminile di riferimento e, insieme a lei a tutte le donne.
Lo dedico alle donne che hanno posato per me, a quelle che mi
hanno amato e mi sono state accanto nel mio cammino fino ad
oggi, a quelle che incontrero’ in futuro e a quella che riuscira’ a
starmi accanto per sempre.

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Comme celle de tous les hommes, ma vie est guidée par une
énergie qui se déploie suivant une ligne droite, tendant toujours
vers la réalisation de nouveaux objectifs. Dans cette course vers
le lendemain, l’univers des femmes, avec leur circularité, leur
pouvoir « d’être » tout simplement, ne cesse d’exercer sur moi
un attrait mystérieux.
L’affinité entre la femme, la terre et la nature, sa conscience
du moment actuel, sa capacité de vivre dans le présent sachant
que l’avenir reste immuable : voilà ce qui à mes yeux prouve la
supériorité de la femme. La femme, porteuse de vie, avec son
énergie et ses pouvoirs essentiels, a toujours été considérée, par
les anciennes civilisations, comme un être supérieur à l’homme,
voire même comme une divinité religieuse ou spirituelle. Aussi,
les représentations artistiques ont-elles longtemps glorifié le
pouvoir et la sacralité de son corps et de sa sexualité.
Pour la société d’aujourd’hui, montrer, peindre ou photographier
le corps nu d’une femme revient souvent à commettre un acte
indécent. Avec la moralité et les conditionnements dictés par
les religions et les sociétés de plus en plus opprimantes, ce qui
autrefois était sacré devient maintenant obscène.
A la question « où se trouve la frontière entre sexualité et art ? »
Picasso répondit : « la sexualité et l’art ne font qu’un. L’art ne
peut être qu’érotique ».
La femme n’est pas seulement une source d’inspiration artistique,
mais elle représente aussi, pour l’homme, sa seule possibilité
d’épanouissement spirituel. L’éloge de la beauté féminine,
quelque superficiel que cela puisse paraître, fait partie de mon
désir de croissance personnelle.
Nous nous efforçons rarement de comprendre pourquoi et
comment nous en sommes arrivés là. La sortie d’un livre offre
une bonne occasion pour le faire. J’ai décidé d’indiquer au début
de chacun des ‘petits récits’ qui composent le livre, le nom du ou
des sujets représentés ainsi que le lieu et la date où j’ai pris la
photo. Notre passé consiste dans nos souvenirs et ces dates non
seulement permettent de donner aux images un emplacement
temporel mais elles aident également à reconstruire une partie
de ma propre vie.
Dès notre naissance et tout au long de notre enfance, les
possibilités qui s’offrent à nous sont illimitées. Devenant adultes,
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quelque chose à travers l’écriture, la peinture, la musique, la
réalisation d’un film ou une photo, nous surmontons ces fausses
barrières. De fait, ces limites n’existent pas, elles nous sont
imposées et nous en devenons les prisonniers pour toute la vie.
Nous vivons tels des comédiens qui, jour après jour, jouent
un rôle suivant un scénario dont ils ne connaissent pas le
dénouement. Il nous arrive rarement d’écrire nous mêmes ce
scénario et de créer notre rôle sans qu’il nous soit imposé de
l’extérieur. Même lorsque nous achevons un projet auquel nous
avons longuement travaillé, il est illusoire de croire que nous
sommes les auteurs du scénario de notre vie.
Ce livre, qui est mon deuxième, est le résultat de dix années de
photos réalisées dans l’intimité d’une chambre. Anciennes villas,
appartement modernes, chambres d’Hôtels à cinq étoiles aux
lits à baldaquin et draperies en velours ou pièces de misérables
motels aux chaises en plastic et aux papiers peints déchirés.
Chaque chambre est devenue la scène d’une « histoire ouverte »,
dépourvue de commencement et sans épilogue. Contrairement
au cinéma, la photographie donne libre cours à l’imagination
et à la fantaisie de l’observateur. Chacun peut imaginer ce qui
s’est passé avant et ce qui arrivera après. Chacun peut écrire son
propre scénario et composer sa propre bande sonore.
Les femmes photographiées sont d’âges et de nationalités
différentes. Certaines d’entre elles sont des mannequins
professionnels, d’autres sont tombées par hasard ou par jeu
sous l’objectif de mon appareil photo. D’autres encore sont de
chères amies. Aucune comédienne, aucun top model, aucune
femme célèbre. Je tenais à choisir des visages « anonymes »
pour interpréter mes fantasmes. Si j’ai été le réalisateur de ces
images, il n’en reste pas moins que je n’aurais pu accomplir
ce projet sans le concours et même l’improvisation de mes
‘comédiennes’.
Voilà, une fois encore, un projet né de mon amour des femmes
et achevé grâce à elles. Aussi, je tiens à dédier ce livre à ma
tante Edy, qui représente pour moi un point de repère, ainsi
qu’à toutes les femmes. Je le dédie aux femmes qui ont posé
pour moi, à celles qui m’ont aimé et qui m’ont soutenu jusqu’à
présent, à celles que je rencontrerai à l’avenir et à celle qui saura
rester auprès de moi pour toujours.

Así como para todos los hombres, mi vida está guiada por una
energía que corre sobre una línea recta, siempre proyectada
hacia adelante, hacia el cumplimiento de nuevos objetivos. En
esta carrera hacia el futuro, siempre fui fascinado por el universo
femenino, por su circularidad, por su capacidad de simplemente
“ser”.
La cercanía de la mujer con la tierra y la naturaleza, su ser
conciente del momento actual, su saber vivir en el presente y no en
una proyección hacia el futuro que sigue inexorablemente siendo
tal: estos son todos elementos que siempre me hicieron sentir su
superioridad. La mujer portadora de vida, con su energía y sus
poderes intrínsecos, siempre fue considerada superior al hombre
en las civilizaciones más antiguas y los primeros actos espirituales
y religiosos la elevaron a divinidad. Por mucho tiempo, las
representaciones artísticas glorificaron el poder y el carácter
sagrado del cuerpo y de la sexualidad femenina.
En la sociedad de hoy, mostrar, pintar o fotografiar el cuerpo
desnudo de una mujer a menudo se considera como algo indecente.
La moralidad y las influencias dictadas por una religión y una
sociedad siempre más oprimentes han transformado en obsceno lo
que un tiempo era sagrado.
Alguien le preguntó a Picasso adonde se ubicaba la línea que
separaba la sexualidad del arte. Picasso contestó: “Son una sola
cosa, son la misma cosa. El arte solo puede ser erótico”.
Además de ser fuente de inspiración artística, el elemento
femenino es la única posibilidad que el hombre tiene para crecer
espiritualmente. El elogio de la belleza femenina, aunque pueda
parecer superficial, hace parte de mi propio deseo de crecimiento.
Casi nunca nos detenemos para tratar de entender porque y como
llegamos adonde estamos ahora. La publicación de un libro es una
perfecta excusa para hacerlo. Quise anotar, al comienzo de cada
“pequeña historia” que compone el libro, el nombre del sujeto o
sujetos retratados, el lugar y la fecha en los que saqué las fotos.
Nuestro pasado es lo que recordamos de el, y estas fechas, además
de darle una colocación temporal a las imágenes, me ayudan a
evocar una parte de mi historia personal.
Cuando venimos al mundo así como durante nuestra infancia,
tenemos frente a nosotros posibilidades ilimitadas. Mientras
alcanzamos la edad adulta, nos educan para que tomemos

conciencia de nuestros límites. Lograr crear algo, ya sea escribiendo,
pintando, componiendo música, dirigiendo una película o sacando
una fotografía, nos ayuda a superar estas barreras falsas. Estos
límites en realidad no existen pero nos los imponen y casi siempre
nos tienen encarcelados para toda la vida.
Somos casi siempre actores que actúan su propia vida sin saber lo
que esta sea realmente. Cada día, nos dan una página del guión que
nosotros actuamos como robots, sin jamás poder ver o entender
el sentido de la historia completa. Casi nunca logramos escribir
nuestro propio guión o crear nuestro propio rol sin que este sea una
imposición. Llevar a cabo un proyecto al que hemos trabajado por
largo tiempo puede dar la sensación ilusoria que hemos sido, por
lo menos por un rato, los autores de nuestra propia vida.
Este segundo libro es el resultado de diez anos de fotografías, todas
realizadas en la intimidad de cuartos cerrados. Villas antiguas,
apartamentos modernos, muchos hoteles, desde los mas elegantes
de cinco estrellas con tercio pelo y camas con tornalecho hasta
los mas escuálidos moteles con tarifas horarias, sillas en plástico
y papel pintado desgastado en la paredes. Cada habitación es el
teatro de una “historia abierta” sin comienzo ni fin. Al contrario
de una película, la fotografía le deja un espacio total a la fantasía
y la imaginación del que la observa. Cada cual puede imaginar
lo que ocurrió antes del clic y lo que ocurrirá después. Cada cual
puede escribir su propio guión, sus diálogos y componer su propia
banda musical.
Las mujeres retratadas son de nacionalidades y edades diferentes;
algunas son modelos profesionales otras se encontraron frente
a mi objetivo casi en juego. Algunas las vi una sola vez otras
son buenas amigas mías. Ninguna actriz, ninguna top model,
ningún rostro conocido. Quería que las que interpretaran mis
fantasías fueran “actrices anónimas”. Si yo fui el director de estas
imágenes, nunca hubiera logrado llevar a cabo este proyecto sin la
colaboración y hasta la improvisación de estas actrices.
Una vez mas, un proyecto que nació del amor para las mujeres,
llevado a cabo gracias a ellas. Por esto le quiero dedicar este
libro a mi tía Edy, que representa para mí una figura femenina de
referencia y, junto con ella, a todas las mujeres. Se lo dedico a
las mujeres que posaron para mi, a las que me han amado y que
estuvieron a mi lado a lo largo de mi camino hasta hoy, a las que
conoceré en el futuro y a la que logrará quedarse a mi lado para
siempre.

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To my aunt Edy

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2 • Jana on a red carpet

4 • April’s bustier

10-11 • Seana undressing

12-13 • Seana sitting on a golden chair

15 • Seana wearing a leather collar

76-77 • A wave of hair on a red carper

78-79 • Red nails

80-81 • Looking at Lenka
from the floor

82 • Tove playing with her shoe
83 • Ana & Tove in my apartment
building in Miami

84 • Two pair of legs
85 • Exit

17 • Black stockings

18-19 • Margherita in front
of her shadow

20 • Margherita on the stairs

21-22 • Margherita is waiting

24 • Lola in my bedroom

86-87 • Helena with a pearls necklace

89 • Lucie wearing gold shoes

90-91 • Kissing Irina’s foot

92 • Miss K.
93 • Miss K. at the window

95 • Tess on black pumps

27 • Cherish playing with a bathtub

29-29 • Cherish wearing red lipstick

31-31 • Sandy looking at me

32 • Sandy playing dead

35-35 • Sandy looking at the mirror

96-97 • Tess with short latex gloves

98-99 • Tess laying in bed

101 • Eva on a marble table

103 • Man in a tuxedo
pulling Irina’s dress

104 • Voyeur
105 • Vamp nails

37 • Zuzana laughing

39 • Tereza with handcuffs

40 • Tereza with latex gloves
in a bathroom

42 • Olga wearing a metal mask
43 • Olga at my desk

45-45 • Olga playing as a doll

107 • Cherish with a blonde wig

108-109 • Snake hills

111 • Cherish playing with
a lamp on the floor

112-113 • Jennifer white

115 • Capri on a king size mattress

46 • Ewa in Vegas
47 • Ewa: don’t come any closer

49-49 • Ewa playing with her shoe

51 • Chiara kneeling in a red room

53-53 • Chiara smiling on a gold frame

54 • Monika & Martina
55 • Kiss on the neck

116 • Capri looking at herself
117 • Capri on the bed

119 • Irina pulling her lace gloves

120-121 • Three girls playing in
a bedroom in Pasadena

123 • Cara Michelle in very high boots

125 • Olga sucking her thumb

56-57 • Embraced

59 • Aneta caressed
by the window’s light

60-61 • Olga playing as a cat

63 • Olga in the library

65 • Jana is looking at me

126-127 • Olga playing dead
on a red cow skin

128 • Iveta framed by an old mirror
129 • Iveta showing off

130-131 • Iveta on the sunset light

133 • Patricie as a diva from the 30’

134-135 • Jana & Milena
playing girlfriends

66 • Passion Red flower

69 • Denisa sleeping on a dirty carpet

71 • Eva sitting as a spider

72-73 • Eva on the king’s bed

74-75 • Martina between a pair of legs

136-137 • Jana & Milena and
a red flowered wall paper

139 • Jana holding Helena’s legs

140-141 • Cherish playing
as Marilyn in my kitchen

143 • Cherish chopping red tomatoes

145 • Cecilia

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146-147 • Cecilia on
a summer afternoon

148-149 • Legs on Black
and white tiles

150-151 • Renata sitting on a plastic
chair in a very trashy motel

152-153 • Legs and two yellow chairs

154-155 • Tracy’s dream

216 • Tess pinching her nipples
217 • Tess and a heart shaped bath tub

219-219 • Tess on a very big mattress

221-221 • Kissing Petra’s foot

223-223 • Stacy playing
with the motel’s mirror

224-225 • Monika in Venice

156-157 • Lenka & Renata
on a glass wall

159 • Lenka pushing her breast
against the glass

160-161 • Just before making love

163 • Martina being punished

164-165 • Room service

227 • Monika waiting for me

228-229 • Like in the twenties

231 • Olga’s panties

233-233 • Olga on a beautiful
canopy bed

234-235 • Irina & Eric

166-167 • Tereza’s fantasy

169 • Tereza holding one breast
with vamp nails

170-171 • Tereza and a crystal
chandelier

172 • Brighitta day dreaming
173 • Brighitta on a red chair

174-175 • Brighitta on a yellow door

237 • Renata in a red room

238 • Renata wearing a black chocker

240 • Renata on a flower’s floor
241 • Renata on the sunset light

243 • Helena holding a cigarette

244-245 • Who is she afraid of?

177 • Irina holding a whip

178 • Linda with a diamond ring
179 • Linda playing in bed

181 • Tin with the prom dress

182-183 • Tin with the prom dress
sitting on the bed

185 • Tin wearing white stockings

246 • Linda sitting on a broken TV

249 • Tully on a window full of clouds

186-187 • Petra smoking a cigarette

188-189 • Petra on a leather corset

190-191 • Jeanette playing
dead in an hotel’s suite

192-193 • Tess & Kiana
in their hotel’s room

194-195 • Misa showing one breast

196-197 • Victoria on a blue couch

199 • Victoria keeping her eyes shut

200 • Kristine blindfolded
201 • Kristine looking out the window

202-203 • Kristine and the reflection
of her legs on the floor

204 • The feather’s mask
205 • Martina in a very old room

206-207 • Kristine on a leather couch

208 • Margherita framed on a pink bed
209 • Belly and black garder belt

210-211 • Who’s waiting for her?

213 • Petra playing with her feet

214-215 • Three girls and
a golden couch
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GUIDO ARGENTINI

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was born in Florence, Italy.
He studied medicine for three
years and at the age of 23 he
decided to turn his passion for
photography into a profession
and became a photographer.
Since then, fashion and beauty
are the primary themes of his
work.

was born in Florence, Italy.
He studied medicine for three
years and at the age of 23 he
decided to turn his passion for
photography into a profession
and became a photographer.
Since then, fashion and beauty
are the primary themes of his
work.

was born in Florence, Italy.
He studied medicine for three
years and at the age of 23 he
decided to turn his passion for
photography into a profession
and became a photographer.
Since then, fashion and beauty
are the primary themes of his
work.

was born in Florence, Italy.
He studied medicine for three
years and at the age of 23 he
decided to turn his passion for
photography into a profession
and became a photographer.
Since then, fashion and beauty
are the primary themes of his
work.

was born in Florence, Italy.
He studied medicine for three
years and at the age of 23 he
decided to turn his passion for
photography into a profession
and became a photographer.
Since then, fashion and beauty
are the primary themes of his
work.

From 1990, Guido Argentini
has lived between Italy and
Los Angeles. His work has
appeared in some of the world’s
top
magazines
including
Marie Claire, Amica, Moda,
MAX, VOGUE, Men’s Health,
and PLAYBOY. His first book
“Silvereye” has been published by
teNeues in 2003.

From 1990, Guido Argentini
has lived between Italy and
Los Angeles. His work has
appeared in some of the world’s
top
magazines
including
Marie Claire, Amica, Moda,
MAX, VOGUE, Men’s Health,
and PLAYBOY. His first book
“Silvereye” has been published by
teNeues in 2003.

From 1990, Guido Argentini
has lived between Italy and
Los Angeles. His work has
appeared in some of the world’s
top
magazines
including
Marie Claire, Amica, Moda,
MAX, VOGUE, Men’s Health,
and PLAYBOY. His first book
“Silvereye” has been published by
teNeues in 2003.

From 1990, Guido Argentini
has lived between Italy and
Los Angeles. His work has
appeared in some of the world’s
top
magazines
including
Marie Claire, Amica, Moda,
MAX, VOGUE, Men’s Health,
and PLAYBOY. His first book
“Silvereye” has been published by
teNeues in 2003.

From 1990, Guido Argentini
has lived between Italy and
Los Angeles. His work has
appeared in some of the world’s
top
magazines
including
Marie Claire, Amica, Moda,
MAX, VOGUE, Men’s Health,
and PLAYBOY. His first book
“Silvereye” has been published by
teNeues in 2003.

THANKS TO

MAKE UP, HAIR AND STYLIST

Andrea Albertini@DAMIANI
Marilu’ Balbis
Carlo Bay
Paola Bergna@ GENTE
Rodolfo Betti
Paolo Bonanni@ GQ Italia
Dario Castagno@www.toomuchtuscansun.com
Alberto Caselli
Nicola Cecchi
Paolo Cecconi
Rino Cosentino@Blob Creative Group
Giovanna Fabbri
Ilias Fiakka
Marilyn Grabowsky@Playboy
Marcello Grand@Black&White
Marcel Indik
Jeff Ikemiya@JLI PHOTO
Dieter Haberzettl@Te neues
Kal&Kelly@PRS
Elke Krueger@ Men’s Health Germany
Jim Larson@Playboy
Daria Longinotti
Sua maesta’Giuseppe di San Giuliano
Antonio Magni@Vista srl
Gianni Marinelli@Quadraro
Dennis Martino
Massimo@Centerchrome Firenze
Gianni Mercatali
Stephanie Morris@Playboy Studio West
Nicola e Sergio@Fotolaboratorio Fiorentino
Heidi Parker@Playboy
Paolo@Hotel Principe
Wolf Gregor Pazurek & Paola Biondi @Photo Italia
Francesco e Stefano Pucci
Giovanni Renzi@Gianmarco Lorenzi
Giordano Ricci@ Casting Models
Sergey Rodionov
Kevin Sparks@Sparks design.com
Jacques Tararan@mosaicaonline.it
Andrea, Arndt, Iris, Julia, Sabine@Te neues
Hendrik Te neues
Vista S.R.L.
Bill White@Playboy Studio West

Lane W. And Bertrand W.
Andrea Piampiani@andreapiampiani.it
Livio Angileri@ Livioangileri.com
Davide Calcinai@Next Miami
Rossana Luzi
Ricci de Martino@Cloutier
Serenella Chimienti
Claudia Cendali
Stefania Caramelli
Piera Addis
Anthony Ohorodnyk

MODELS
Thank you to all the models
that made this book possible.
A special thanks goes to
Cherish, Margherita and Olga.

SPECIAL THANKS
Monika Kind for the support and friendship
Gary Cole@Playboy
Steve Deleon for the great scans
David Fahey@FAHEY KLEIN GALLERY
Davide Manfredi@TDR for his advices and support
Luca Sampieri for his help
Joe Barberi for his digital work and friendship
Jacopo Cecchi for the great lay out
Lorenzo Cecchi for his help and friendship
Maddalena for her love
Richard Neill for keeping me focused

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CREDITS

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