A visual breather for the today. After my earlier tree post I thought i’d browse the various trees I have photographed in the past.
« Ce que l’on conçoit bien s’énonce clairement, Et les mots pour le dire arrivent aisément. Hâtez-vous lentement, et sans perdre courage, Vingt fois sur le métier remettez votre ouvrage, Polissez-le sans cesse, et le repolissez, Ajoutez quelquefois, et souvent effacez. » (Boileau, Art poétique) I started to realise how home and identity are intrinsically … More For the love of language part 2
Words murmured in the air, on the tip of the tongue, heard, sung, are like clouds in the sky. Fluffy, dark, soft, fast or slow and immobile, silent, thundery, shouted, laughed. I love words and I love clouds. Roam in the clouds or meander in the pages of a book or have a go at filling … More For the love of language
It’s all about the moods. Indeed I often feel compelled to shoot certain photographs that are more about moods and feelings than of a subject or pictural. It’s a call – I just have to do it. At times I dont even know what I am doing or why I am doing it – it often reveals itself … More Atmosphere
An artist’s work is about attitude and process – it should not be separated from their life. There is no life /work balance. It’s all one and the same – an artist life is in itself a work of art – or should be. Perhaps any life as a matter of fact is. Comes in all shapes and … More The art of life or a life of Art
It has nearly been a year since I wrote on this blog – I vanished – I dried out. I am making up for all the year past with the length of this first one – be prepared its a long winded one! Despite all appearances – I was energetic and bubbly for some but I knew … More Why I stopped and lost the drive for taking photos – then I found it again.
The skin, a shell a sheet, a geography and landscape to discover as much through the touch and running of fingers than through proprioception, and the perception and interaction with the elements, movement physical activities. Emotions and feelings, are non tangible yet oh so palpable we can pick up on them, even from the outside … More The sky, the other ocean, within.
The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it. Marcel Proust Everything or mostly, is relative and subjective. Time too is relative. Time has a tension to it, it can be elastic, stretched and shrunk. “But, time is set … More Timing and taming the landscape
This could be a dude in California, Utah or Colorado, a mate in Oz, or a bro in South Africa, walking his dog in a canyon but it is my friend Mamoun in Morocco with a stray dog that followed us during our 5 h hike. Reality or fiction with photography isn’t always down to … More Real or not real
Optimism Last week end, this photograph just won the contest “nuages ” at the Gallery Ceros during Paris Photo. This photograph was taken earlier this year in the Agafay desert and titled Optimism, as in in every storm we can find hope in lightening up the sky with a yellow balloon, or a positive outlook … More When the time is right