Tag: walking
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Day Three Hundred Twenty Nine, December 17, 2011
Today, was a day of preparation to head west for a few weeks. No matter how long an expatriate lives in and makes China their home, the sense of belonging somewhere else is always prominent. Tomorrow my little family crosses a large part of the planet’s surface to get a dose of Western tradition for…
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Day Two Hundred Ninety Four, November 12, 2011
The streets are their home, their lives nomadic, moving from place to place, staring at nothingness, invisible to others, just passing by, walking like ghosts. I look, I wonder, what their stories are, what wrong turns landed them where they are today, what were they before, what toys they played with as children, what made…
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Day Two Hundred Eighty Six, November 4, 2011
No matter who we are, where we come from or how we live, we ask ourselves at least once in our lifetime : “Why are we here?” It is the simplest and most profound of all questions, the one that has never been answered and that will never stop being asked. What naturally follows is…
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Day two Hundred Fourty Seven, September 26, 2011
I was looking in a drawer the other day and I came across an old phone (the palm 650), I carried it in my hand and felt stunned at its weight, bulkiness and clumsy appearance. This was my dream phone only 2 years ago because it had a keyboard for writing emails. And I realized…
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Day Two Hundred Twenty Five, Septmeber 4, 2011
When you live like me in a city like Shanghai, a city of 18+ million people, something strange starts to happen to you, you start walking the city walk. This used to happen to me also when I lived in New York City. What I mean by the city walk is walking a bit like…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Eight, July 29, 2011
In a magestic valley that crosses the mountain ranges of Northern Lebanon runs a river all the way to the shores of the Mediterranean Sea. It is called among other names ‘the valley of the saints’, because nesting on its sides and in its caves are hundreds of tiny monasteries and churches, each with its…
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Day One Hundred Eighty Three, July 24, 2011
One of the first shocks you get when you go back to the place of your childhood has to do with change. Everything has changed, your parents are older, your friends are different, your home is strangely nostalgic, your most precious childhood memories are diluted into the wind like dandelions. And so much emotion is…
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Day One Hundred Sixty One, July 2, 2011
Temperatures reached a high of 37 degrees centigrade today in Shanghai. The streets were steaming, and the breeze felt like the caresses of a nearby fire. This city gets brutally uncomfortable during the summer months and still some of its residents must sweat for their money. They come back from their outdoor jobs with a…
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Day One Hundred Fifty Nine, June 30, 2011
Street photography, my very favorite kind! I am happiest with a camera, an ipod, headphones, and streets to explore. I can walk city alleys for hours looking for the right moment to capture the right interaction with a stranger. A human’s face, gesture, movement, stillness, intensity, emotion… and when the moment feels right, it is…