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Just a few days apart from hugging, with hungry eyes, some countryside fields, bushes and roads to feed me plenty, visually! Ahh! and some ocean view. As for the city, I'll take a good slice of Paris!
Light as a feather but two feet on the ground. That 's how I roam around town with design so plastered all around my brain that my eyes fly looking for it. Some say seeing butterflies around
Let me just go back to a photo I did some time ago without striving, without trying to record something extraordinary. Just happy to have a small camera to quickly get a shot and also being just curious about how well it would process it. No regrets whatsoever if it failed. 
The water element is still present in a way in this...photo.The post-production got rid of the evidence a bit much but a part of the picture is a reflection. It does look closer to a x-ray than a photo by the look.I see faces or masks of human faces and a body but I could be the only one.Could it be? I have definitely developed another look at Nature.The use I make of It is like trying to get underneath the surface to get a hold of the subtleties of Nature and expose them. It might have come from a certain weariness caused not by Nature itself because it inspires me but the repetitive views offered.It could be something else on top of that.
What I do mostly, lately, revolves a lot around water. A vital element indeed that it also became one of great inspiration for and in my photographic work. I naturally enjoy being near water and inside water.One day I'll take my photography under.Some experience it must be.Anyway, last time I even took snapshots of geese and their ducklings and turtles as well. I really don't know what I'm gonna do with them.
This kind of light (or candle of light, or even light candor) I like very much. For a fraction of a second or so it had me look at another tree, another place, another time, and I naturally raised my arms and added another tree from another place and another time. It also felt being in two places at once. It just felt good. It was taken in France last summer, can't you tell?
"Everything around us,dead or alive, in the eyes of a crazy photographer mysteriously takes on many variations, so that seemingly dead object comes to life through light or by its surrounding. And if the photographer has a bit of sense in his head maybe he is able to capture some of this, and I suppose that's lyricism"_Joseph Sudek .
I'm struck by the fact that a really good photograph has an essence that will outlive its time of capture and still stir interest even if your photography evolves into something different from the subject recorded at the time.And what's really striking is its apparent simplicity. Some are interesting in that they show a possibility.Sketches.Minors. Pleasure, patience and perseverance and luck put us on a path to major finding.
I am more into finding and arranging inside the frame than into staging when dealing naturally with photography.The element of surprise, the pleasure of finding the unexpected. That approach has a lot to do with being connected to the outside.My daughter is into picking grass and flowers lately(it is Spring after all). She had just laid down those stems before going for some more. It looked good enough for me to visually play with what had already a visual appeal to it.
I never could choose a main direction in photography. As the photographic film is sensitive when exposed in any given environment I too have been sensitive to the different environments I've been in contact with. The blend ,in time and spaces visited, is too enormous to manage. I enjoy and welcome the generous ability to photograph in any situation and environment, now that it came only to be that: a know how. It is an anchor that strengthens and stretches my being, but at the same time I'd sure like to stick to only one genre. I think the practice of color photography yielded too many possibilities that I'm driven to grasp every time(and I did). So eclectic my photography became I am more and more confused. But when I stick to one thing sometime, the feeling of repeating bores me. I'd like to dominate that impervious drive.I really do. The only way I found so far is to leave the camera at home and record with the eye only. And I do feel serene when so.
The late (re)discovery(discovery for me) of great photographer Saul Leiter is refreshing as was the time spent perusing the works of gone photographer Edward Weston. It's not only the photographs but the man behind the photographs and its thought out act of photography. The careful and cautious frenziness and visual excitement, the perception and the search of a spirit in the photograph of a chosen subject.It didn't always translate in outstanding pictures but they would go back knowing then what to look for.
I might have been distracted while visiting the zoo that day, while discovering my new lens.
Fallen Leaves, a photographer's fav. The sight of it was more than that photograph.A souvenir of it,just in case I won't see it happen again.
Just a peaceful sight and a way to blend two dimensions in one shot. Unity as a viable concept only blocked by being narrow-minded whereas open eyes and mind can get you there.
A quest it was not. Offering it was. Not commended, just a sudden opportunity to make a trip worth. I was out serving my need of photography, an urge to get something out of a photographic intent and not leaving the chosen premises empty handed was the motivation.(It can be so frustrating sometimes, not seeing properly what lies in front of you). Time flies and you see zip.
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