Archive for June, 2012
DESTINATION : SWITZERLAND
CITY : YVONAND
CANTON : VAUD
Today I feel like going where few have gone! And I'm going it alone! It's always exciting to venture on roads less traveled. It's a Sunday, and on a spontaneous whim, I decided to visit a less "popular" destination. Just Me, Myself, and I.
"Where are you going TODAY?", Mark asks me.
Here’s a fascinating video in which Italian photographer Ruben Salvadori demonstrates how dishonest many conflict photographs are. Salvadori spent a significant amount of time in East Jerusalem, studying the role photojournalists play in what the world sees. By turning his camera on the photographers themselves, he shows how photojournalists often influence the events they’re supposed to document objectively, and how photographers are often pushed to seek and create drama even in situations that lack it.
The first post of this blog… brimming with the heightened sense of anticipation and that new car scent that fades all too soon. Since I moved abroad, over a year ago, I have had people bugging me to start a blog and now that I have a partner to share the load with, I can satisfy the impatient masses. As many times as I asked Faraaz to join me before I emigrated, it’s taken him a year to decide, quit his corporate job, get rid off his flat, leave behind his beloved car and make the leap to join me here in South Korea.
Bag designer Lulu Guinness created this human-sized pin toy as part of Clerkenwell Design Week in the UK and placed the interactive sculpture for passers-by to have fun with.
Passers-by were encouraged to step up to the screen and press their bodies against the pins to set an image of themselves. Inevitably, many cheeky ideas, like the one above, were floated:
I am a bit late with posting this but seems life right now is a bit fast and crazier than I want...today is a very special day of honoring our Dad's.
This is my Dad...he was an amazing man...he lived with a left stiff leg from a football injury during his senior year in high school. Yet not once did he ever complain or make excuses for his life.
(My Dad worked for many years at the Bethlehem Steel as a chemist. He was very proud of his work and loved his job. As a photojournalist this is my tribute to the place that gave my family so much.)
Towering defunct steel stacks, silenced machinery, abandoned buildings. Surely it all adds up to a veritable wasteland, a hazard, something to be torn down, disposed of, leveled.
My daybreak therapy is praying with a pen, recording trials and blessings of yesterday.
King David and I have spent many quiet dawns and silent nights in the Psalms he once penned in caves and pastures. David the shepherd–king has faithfully been a good mentor, guiding me through the tough times of life, leading me beside still places.
An ancient scribe myself, as a young girl I kept a diary, logging (mostly erasing) my thoughts on my “beloved of the week.”
More inspiration from aquariums and fish.
As my hubby went on his fishing store trips (two of them!), and chatted with the owners and managers about the fish, pumps, filters, etc., I wandered around the fish tanks on the floor. Taking out my camera, I started taking pictures of the many colourful fish to keep from getting bored. (Wonder what my husband would be doing if I dragged him around from craft store to the other?