Inspirations & Behind the scenes
Hello. This post is from Berlin and London. It’s rather random but these are the latest images I’ve been making.
Appreciating the fact that I used to live in Germany and made some friendships that link me back there. It had been now two years since I was in Berlin which was thanks to Wolf who I worked with at IDEO in Munich. I went there two weekends ago. Lots of flashbacks from the locations I filmed at and rendezvous with the distinguished music scene. Still feel like this city is up to the beat and a complex identity process is kicking its way.
For our luck there was a great event happening over that weekend (I’m sure you can always find something of callibre anytime), a hacker/maker networking event much shaped by music power and the spark of building things. It goes by Remake – a creative ministry really up to something. Real sweet renderings of physical objects made out of simple plastic and metal. Seeing fellow designers make their own road, start their own companies and get traction is great to see. As the event warmed up we had a peak and I was intrigued by this young kid who was indulging into this experimental world. I thought of Wes Anderson and Jennifer Connely and New York meets Berlin. It was the accent blended with the fabric of that space. And yet after all this time only turned out with a roll and a half. Putting big blame on the will to bike! Either way the mind takes it all in.
Inside the event’s backyard tents was a bit of a spacegarage; a bar with self-servant robots, yeah as if, but the slight surreal crafting of mechanical bits to start-to-make some crazy stop motion compelling story perhaps. They had belts made out of bike tire and spacelabs of microherbs and plants you’ve never seen before perhaps. Interesting folks from around Europe and some from Americas.
The space was a bit empty which was confusing. I guess there are so many things going on in this town. I wasn’t capturing events from later but one which should be mentioned is the experimental ground of Onyx Ashanti.
Very chill out. This is an energy I felt throughout the city. Even snoopy didn’t need to call for attention, just chill. Also that lamp idea as a lounge and workspace is brilliant. Afraid that’s all I had from Berlin now, but I am confident there will be more.
National Portrait Gallery. Dialogue. Lots of folks drawing there. Skills! Interesting to find moments there too which go by quicker than the pencil too.
Master was back in town and we were under suspicion of meeting the real M. There’s a bit of backtracking to the late 70′s there to a day in Panama.
X. outside Bar Italia.
G and I were showing Daniel around London for the few days he was here.
Took Daniel to the local pub, both of us experimenting with exposures on the Rolleiflex relationship. To be fair, I knew the Rolleiflex through him, as he once borrowed me his in Sweden. It was awesome but I never had the chance to see what the images could turn out like.
On the 7th month this island went tropical and many things have seen the effect of that. I’ve been keen to capture some of the scenes around.
Brighton with Rolleiflex and some film which had the better off the heat as well. Unfortunate heavy pushing on this but great that they’d be recoverable.
Brighton is one of my favourite cities in Western Europe, it’s a blend of Kristiansand, Coney Island and Southern Europe, with a shake of London in it and spices of all kinds over it. Hard to get enough of it and it’s cinematique calls.
If we go back two more months, there are the photos from Umea which I never got around posting here. For some reason incredibly fortunate with warm days here as well.
Yang of days. Special days with so many nostalgia touchpoints.
Now I wonder if I will be able to go back there. Still got one film to process from degree party. Patience..
I cannot say enough about the feelgood energy there was in that particular moment.
I think many of us would have stayed all night; I wish I had but mosquitoes were killing me and I had a terrible headache and wanted to be clear for the degree party.
To be fair this was a much better evening.
Hola Master Sharon, can feel that joy after so much stress.
Credits to Lynn Bui, nice image! Shooting iso 800 in perfect light.
Meng and I set back in the hammock and while Maria counteracted a few sneaky shots I was able to get one too
On the way back, became quite aware the flight was just tangenting the dutch coast.
Sky was wonderful – always sit on the side where you will see the sun.
So quite easily someone might think this blog had dusted.
Truth is, the year has progressed like a airbus and plenty going on. I’ll have to digress further in due time.
What’s good is that I’m finally up with a functional camera, and in action with homebased darkroom at last.
It’s 6 years since I had a play with the process in New Zealand and at last the motivation and convenience to get on this is lifted.
These are moments that pass me, that I don’t want to let go, life calls out to be seen just the way it is, and no more to it than the evergoing interpretation of all around us.
Here we go then – a frame from the first film.
On my way to work, East to West commute. I thought this man had a very gentlemen, profesouresque like quality to him. The intrigue is usually enforced by how diverse a mix you sit next to and in front of.
Now adding to that it was the first frame and I managed to shoot that twice, the effect was a rather dreamlike, true to the morning sort of moment. It is that one place where ‘like underground goes overground’ you fluctuate between the state of dream and awakeness. There is something to that, it is quite often I dip out and I see that I am not alone.
He caught my eye indeed but he was cool about it.
Back to the days of last year – Moshi moshi to the Japanese festival in Trafalgar Square. So tasteful food at hand, you can always appreciate this side of Asian Pacific culture. There was a lot of good energy there, you want that to pass on as wide as possible through the city that can be so grim at days. One day I hope to learn Japanese, it’s so unlike so many other ways of communicatingio.
Had these scanned in from the ‘Aperture’ shop.
Gestures of sorts were finding their ways through, you start to see the divide in knowing the act.
Ran into this guy as I was leaving the space. I can’t remember what occasion I would have known it to be then. So let your imagination go loose..
Trainspotting meets Radiohead meets 28 days later. #cityofcostumes
Now what if this was the alpha breed you see in London rather than the aggressive pitbulls you see around. I fell in love with this dog, it was so adorable had to get a frame.
This was right outside Troubadour in Earl’s Court.
Iassen outside Troubadour. Told me so many stories from this place. Cultural heritage to a questionable future. Used to live quite close to it my first phase in London. Yet never went by.
At tube station. Venguetta from Dragonball.
1/2 second. A city fuelled on alcohol. When you see it’s true connections you want to smile.
Just lovely. She was real cute, and untouched by cynical musical world. Streets of Camden.
What makes photography so interesting here is that there is no real label of ‘the future’ as yo’ll notice her handbook was quite the predecessor, even if she was standing in front of the piccadilly world of advertising and newon.
Intriguing to see her encounter, the lost in translation version of England.
You can wonder if she had ever been here before and what she really thought about the city.
A moment in the Southbank which you could read a lot out of. Freed musician, doing it on his own without expectancies. Those are always the strongest street musicians.
Telling from the folioage, it is obvious these go way back almost a year – yet another sign to get off the dust here.
A serues to come of these. Light was ascending, the street was widely attentive-seeking and the moment presented itself so elegantly. Little fellas on their own. Little L, in their space.
That feeling you see everywhere, the unresorted continuum, time beats you to get going all the faster you want. Surely tunes will amplify and support that experience.
I met here on my way up my road, she was sitting in a very sweet spot of light and shadow, her reflection in the window was striking, everything about the situation was calling a watcher in. I got the conversation going, ended up hearing quite a lot about her story, her authorship plans, conspiracies of historic events. She was a real interesting character, think I’ll get a chance to see her again and hear what comes of her creative pursuit. I’d say a lot more but I want to respect what she told me to not be all for interwebz. All I can say is, you come across these moments when you really don’t expect them. The moment took me, and naturally I’m gonna have to learn to step back sometimes and get right on the settings.
Euguenia, Kingsland Road.
To those who have met Nick and Ciaran, the beach outside the office. Holding onto these while I still can capture them, few weeks left now.
Lots summed up here.
Evening is only as far as manmade structures get in the way in a sense. So in that pov the light was only with me for some more moments.
More to come, thanks for reading
Hola. On a line of time, this is a bit of a jump. I haven’t been photographing immensely lately, and also I am short on getting film scanned and developed. However, in 2010 I was sucked into New York while I was living there, and I was very eager to photograph the world I saw back then. Most of these, I never published before, they’ve just been several years on a harddisk, and that feels a little wrong. I see these differently now, and I wish I had not done a few mis-estimations for other frames that did not make it. It is however – a set of practice needed to capture the spectrum of variations without a light meter.
To be honest, I just wish I was back there continuing this journey. Anyways I hope you experience these in your own way.
For you can always be drawn into the relationship of people, to observe, try to understand. Where are we going.
I’d like to think this was a very sweet girl and this was her dog. As you walk by and want to capture it, there is no way you can hide your wish to make a frame. This was probably shot on a 1600 film, for there were too many blends of night and day for each roll. Brooklyn, as you’d probably guess.
A very pleasant day in central park with a fellow New Yorker. I am curious of her photos.
Alexander talked to me across to narratives of Malcolm X and life in New York for good time back. He wouldn’t stop.
Some of the grandeur which one photograph would never do justice for Broadway Avenue.
Friends from Europe visiting. Hasselblad memories.
Another universe in the middle of the other one.
Hello Einstein. Love it.
In a cafe, taking notes and immersed in her duty.
Sometimes you don’t have the right film, but sometimes you get lucky.
The Olympus camera has now a firm place in the digital realm as I framed it as the object du reference in ‘Future of the Book‘ for Nelson and that is kind of special. It was the best tool I had in New York and it still is dear to me. Tribecca, early days.
Merry guy trying to bridge some romances for those who go short on words, or time, or something. This was right outside the restaurant in meatpackers.
The city where superheroes were born. Recurring enigmas.
Generally, I tried to avoid Times Square for it is a tsunami of branding. It may be the official canvas of technology for the curious but it is a lot of bullshit, and you’d rather study some of the people there.
If you are watching I think a lot of watchers would be drawn to the same and act quickly.
And again. With stark contrast. A lot came together in one frame.
Some fresh air, and one of the best views in the world. Sincerely. The Met is a must visit for anyone with appetite.
Bowery Street nearabouts. Night work. The night is yours to find.
I cannot recall location or day, but I keep getting drawn into expressions of the city and what is sensed.
Lower Manhattan. Patterns and sounds.
Do you ask or do you take it in as natural a state as you can? It all depends – I’ve lost too many moments by thinking I should ask. All changes.
The thing is with this, I bet you it could have been any day across several decades you wou;dn’t see a difference. In New York too, there is much sun and light to meet. As opposed to some other cities…
Kodak 160 NC.
Anders, fellow UID’er met me in Central park. I think he missed home.
Lindsay, Run DMC playing in the background, light for all.
If you could see that view… I had a week left and I felt time was flying out of my hands.
At last, a portrait of my friend Lucas who invited me to this event in Williamsburg.