Ruin of a castle on a cliff near Lunan, Scotland.
Street Photography Makes Me Uncomfortable
To me, street photography feels like an intrusion in other people’s lives. The more I think about it and the more I try to do it, the more I feel uncomfortable about it.
This is of course ignoring the issues with truth, representation, ethics, and consequences. This is really the first step of that more general reflection: whether the activity should or can even take place and its place in reality.
Paris skyline
This was taken a while back from a floor near the top of the Mercuriales towers.
A stroll at Sunset
As the weather was nice, it’s been spring for a while here now, we decided to go for a sunset stroll last night. I took my Sony RX100III for this walk because it’s small and easy.
Cognac storage
Barrel of Cognac stored in a cold building at the Ottard cognac factory in the town of Cognac, France.
In front of Beaubourg
Beaubourg, the Paris modern art museum technically called Centre George Pompidou, attracts a lot of people all year round.
Evolution of a Photo
Sometimes you have the idea of a photo in your head, but it takes a few iterations to get there.
Freezing the stream of consciousness
We exist in time. Not as discrete snapshots. One of the difficulties of photography is to capture in a single frame what is part of a stream of consciousness. This idea has bothered me for a long time and it feels like a failure that photos aren’t part of the stream of consciousness.
Bridge in Bordeaux
I went to Bordeaux with the goal of testing my new (old) 1DX. It turned out it didn’t work (weird settings I didn’t find in time), so I took photos with my backup camera.
Demolition
I took that photo when walking past a house being taken down. It wasn’t old. It wasn’t in bad condition. But someone had bought it to get rid of it and build a mini-castle. That’s what rich oil CEOs do in Aberdeen.
