Tag: france
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The Message Carriers~
Walking the streets of Paris this past weekend, I found myself face to face with this man—riding a bike, overloaded with signs, declarations, and visions of a world he so desperately wants to change. I stopped in my tracks, not just because of the sheer visual overload, but because there was something so deeply human…
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It’s all about the light~
Like our eyes and how we process light and dark, the camera is addicted to light, and it’s absence. Day 96 of 365~ Paris
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Of men and birds~
This man sat quietly smoking on the edge on the bustling Champs-Élysées as people walked all around and birds flew by. He was still there on my way back an hour later. Day 95 of 365~ Paris
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Theater of life~
Life in the street is a theater happening all the time, constantly changing and metamorphosing that I feel compelled to be out there capturing as many moments as I can. Every image I capture makes me think that had a slept longer it would never have been captured. I imagine this must be every street…
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The magic of shadows~
When you do a lot of street photography you find yourself constantly chasing shadows, becoming an expert on light, time of day, season and brightness analysis until sometimes you just gasp and jump in the middle of a conversation because you saw a shadow worth capturing. Sometimes it even borders on stalking 😊. Day 93…
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When magic meets us
Does it ever happen to you that something so special joins you when you are alone; a spark of revelation; a moment of clarity; something that makes you want to jump up and down in glee, and you might even do just that? I find that when that happens, it mostly does when I walk…
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Collecting essences
There were times when most people were born, raised, lived out their whole lives in a single place. The stories of lands far away were but fantasies and fairy tales. Not today. Our children travel and experience so much in their young days than was possible in a whole lifetime even a 100 years ago.…
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time to zoom out
Every once in a while I get this great longing to “zoom out”. It is a process I go through when things threaten to get heavy or dull. When I feel that life seems ordinary, loud alarm bells ring inside my mind, because in fact, nothing in this world is ordinary. Life is awesome and…
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A cold world is not for me
A warm world is where I want to be, where smiles animate the stiffest of faces, where hugs disarm the most guarded of people, where trust draws out trust, and where no one will find themselves with no one to turn to on a chilly day.
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Souls that soar
To dance when you are so moved, to sing when you are so driven, to laugh when you are tickled, to scream if passion compels you, is to be truly free…