Lille, France, one evening, entre chien et loup…
Entre chien et loup? : Between dog and wolf.
How can something be cute and gorgeous? Vintage toys!
Soon : dolls, birds, boats 🙂
Have a nice day!
Salgado says somewhere that a portrait is something one “offers” to the photographer (I should find the quote, but I don’t remember where I found it).
As I was walking back home the other day, I wanted to play the Street Photographer, but I didn’t want to ask.
So : I zoomed too much, and I underexposed, and I clicked maybe 200 pictures. Most of them, in consequence, were good for trash.
When I did it it was exciting. When I watch it I feel the slight nausea of those who “try things”, like when you take a guitar for the first time…
Have a nice day !
What does the photographer do in sterile new neighborhood?
One question the thinker asks is : “Why do you live here?”. Do you live in a quiet old village, or in a quiet new clean street? Left, or right?
Out of the obvious :
Well, it’s too easy, right?
Therefore the entry for my article is the photographer. What do I do? It’s all concrete, straight lines, everything’s smooth!
Hmmm. I could look for cracks, mistakes and flaws, that’s funny, like a revenge of the world. So there! Places like these are like tanned fashion models : entirely boring. And you’re relieved when you notice a flaw : a bit too thick calf, a little scar…
Well, OK. I could try to find line harmonies, colors and clouds, find the “mood of the place”, but I’m not Stephen Shore, sadly :
Another possibility is to cling onto nature : the sky, grass (1), or find a little demon watching (2), or walk just enough to find an old barrier (sigh of relief) (3), or, well, play with my cam in a minimalist mood (4).
What would you do?
Thanks for reading!