Charles Paul Azzopardi

Charles is a photographer, a physician and a quasi-writer. He was born in a place very close to where he grew up, went to university very close to where he now lives, which is fairly close to where he grew up (it’s all in the republic of Gozo, natch). He’s been taking pictures for just a few years now, 4 really. He really does not care what he makes pictures with, as long as he gets to make pictures. He likes making pictures. With a Canon. Charles’ won a couple of hundred awards (really). Almost none were for his photography (not really). He’s won awards in the US, France, the UK, and several others with equally brobdingnagian names. He’s had several magazine articles written about him and his work, several covers and other narcissistic endeavours. His clients include world renowned MOMIX, Cirque du Soleil, and several national dance companies, and several others who will be world-renowned. He has had numerous gallery shows of his work, and while less than a hundred, certainly more than he can count on all of his fingers and toes (of which he has, shock and awe, 20). His wardrobe of black and/or white clothing is extensive, and he has actually come to prefer Barolo with his fillet mignon. A well cooked fillet of beef will distract him considerably. He does not like opera. He does however, like contemporary dance, flamenco and jazz. Charles’ had a beef fillet in a lot of countries all around the world. He flew to almost all of them. In a plane. Whenever he landed, he usually took a lot of pictures. When he flies back home (also in a plane), there’s a nice big studio to hold all his Canons, all the pictures he has made, and on a good day, something new and amazing to make pictures of, almost always dancers. He likes making pictures. Sometimes, though rarely, Charles will write something in the third (or is first?) person. It makes him feel a little like Jane Austen but not so prissy. But he never uses the Royal “We”. That would just be too high brow. He has, on occasion, used the French “Oui”. Because, of course, you cannot say no to everything. Unless you can flaunt a Canon.