The work day is always unique for me. I try to find some type of way to embrace the sunshine in that day. On this particular day the sun was shining bright. The warmth of the sun kissed my melanin in a way that sowed joy into my soul's field.
For the past five years, this photo has been the lock screen on my phone. I love this photo, the energy, the memories it brings back, and it reminds me of one of the best summers of my life.
Since I returned from beautiful Georgia (the country), the weather in London had been pretty grim and depressing. It rained almost every day and it was generally cold and grey most of the time.
The works of authors depicting the first ascent of the tallest peak in the world in the early 1900s “reflect[ed] dreams of hidden other worlds or vertical wastelands." After all, these writers were storytellers, seeking a story that would captivate worldly audiences. They did not lie, nor transcribe the events in a malicious manner, but their search for the twist that would set their story apart from the rest left a hole in the truth. In the essay “Sharp End,” published in the magazine The Alpinist, Katie Ives follows Tibetan local and author of We Tibetans, Lhamo, and with the accompaniment of Ethan Welty’s photography, illustrates the tradeoff between an honest portrait of foreign culture for a more interesting story.
When our photos have the ability to travel far and wide, and reach people in the middle of nowhere, we think of success, thanks to social media outlets like Facebook, LinkedIn, Twitter, Instagram; the list goes on. We change people's hearts and minds in an instant, because of our worthy attempts to be an outstanding photographer, capturing beauty, innocence, peace, the laugh of a child.
I started my day packing up my things, It was Sunday and I was ready to go back to work, drive back from Sydney to Canberra.
I don't have a great camera or even a great eye. So I try to look closely at things. Take the background away or the foreground and see what I want to see. Sometimes it isn't easy but when the mood strikes me I have always been able to get a great shot close to where I am. Even a poor subject can reward the photographer if you take it from various angles or lights.
I've always been a big fan of street photography, from those candid shots of unsuspecting people, to interesting framing of widely-known landmarks. But there is one specific type of shot that has always perplexed me: those shots that seem to drag into infinity, with almost no one in them. Long, deserted avenues, bridges, and tunnels. Pictures that, the more you look, the more you fall into.
Everybody has a passion in life that brings them copious amounts of joy. We all seek to have an aesthetic that we'd love to develop and mould in order to create something beautiful on a daily basis. For me, especially as of late, has been photography. Having a best friend who lives and breathes her photography inspired me to pursue and nurture my love for it.