Posts Tagged ‘photography’
This time of year always reminds me of the boys, well, men I guess, back home that work on the sea. About this time of year they have already put their gear back in the water and are starting the lobster fishing season. This photo was taken a few years back about this time of year, maybe a little earlier, at my friend’s wharf.
The more I travel and the more people I meet, I’m further and further convinced that there is no one else like the boys back home. I absolutely adore them for that. Furthermore there are fewer prettier places to be in this world than Maine in the summer.
The midcoast of Maine is so unique in it’s picturesque landscape and the core values that remain in the souls of those that continue to occupy the shores. It is such a special, special place to me and will always hold a part of my heart.
I will surely miss Maine this summer but wil smile big knowing if I were to go back the coast and my friends would welcome me as though I had never left.
I came across this photo essay of sorts in the New York Times this morning: “The People You Meet at McDonalds.”
I greatly admire the intention of the photo essay and the photographs by Nolan Conway. They are so, for lack of a better verb, real. They are a true portrait of American society.
I admire the work because I think the simplicity of the photos is, in some ways, very bold. They are photographs of Americans in McDonalds. Despite the health risks and poor food quality of the chain restaurant, it is a symbol of America. McDonalds establishments see thousands of Americans every day.
I like the photograph above because it reminds me of being a small child with my grandmother. She used to treat us to Happy Meals. She always had the fish fillet and a cup of decaf coffee. I don’t long for McDonald’s, at all, but I would go back in a heartbeat if it meant another meal with her.
I wish I could tell you more about this photo other than that it was part of yesterday’s Cool Hunting‘s email marketing campaign promoting a cookbook.
I’ll always be drawn to the sea and the men who devote their lives to it. This photo instantly captured my attention and a piece of my heart that’ll forever be back in Maine in a tiny little coastal town surrounded by fishermen.
The furthest phrase from my mind today. Although as I get older I get better at attempting to keep perspective. The new music is really helping. Seriously if you haven’t given it a try yet, just do it.
That being said, naturally, since I’m leaving tomorrow, I’m stressed out. What’s the temperature? What should I wear? Do you wear black to a memorial service? Who do I need to see? When’s the bus? Did I schedule enough content for our clients through the weekend? How’s my grandfather doing? Several of the thousand questions running through my head at a mile a minute today.
After work I went for a pretty hard run to get some of that stress out and just smell the Pacific.
Why do we stress? It’s so not worth it. Preemptive anxiety about leaving, about a big event; it’s so silly. For we don’t know until we get there and we only have this moment so screw worrying about the ones that might never come. Right?
I was beautifully reminded of the joys of just living post my run this evening when sitting down to peruse my Twitter feed. I came across a tweet from an old acquaintance , Guillaume Marais. Guillaume was a tour guide turned friend on one of my many adventures in South Africa.
Anyway, his profile further directed me to his website of absolutely incredible photographs from all about.
You have to go to his site and check out the rest of the images. They are absolutely incredible and instantly brought me some much needed peace. Hope all is well, friend!
This is one of my favorite photos from my journalism endeavor to Egypt, Syria and Qatar back in 2009. A dear friend of mine is in Cairo this week and her photos brought many visions and memories from my trip to the forefront of my mind which inspired me to look through my photos from my time in the Middle East.
This particular photo was taken the night before my birthday that year. A few of us separated from the group, bought some beers and went on a little night cruise on the Nile. This photo was taken as we were walking down to the docks to the boat in Luxor, Egypt.
We had traveled to Luxor in order to see all the ruins, which I’ll save for another day, for they are a phenomenon in themselves.
This photo is so great because while the modern boats are in the forefront, the setting sun, the mountains and the Nile in the back are timeless and the colors create a very magical aura. Being in this place so rich with history, you can almost transport yourself back in time. It was certainly a humbling experience in that our lives are really just moments in the history of the world.
Getting off the ferry in Sausalito last weekend. Kind of looks like Italy, or paradise, but in reality, just a quick boat ride out of the city. California continues to impress me with her humble beauty.
Good times, incredible weather and amazing hues. Have a great weekend, I’m headed south. Updates when I return!
Over the weekend I took a quick little ferry trip across the bay to Sausalito. It’s absolutely perfect there. These days I feel more so than ever that I should be living on a boat, traveling the world and writing. In reality I’m working overtime to slip away for a few days here and there and just making rent on the outskirts of a not so pretty neighborhood. One day, I will live on a boat. In the meantime, I have my camera and my dreams.
Reason number 234987 why I love SF. Because on a typical run down the Embarcadero, the place I find the most peace after work these days, I just happened to get to see the world’s largest light scuplture in action.
While listening to all my favorite tunes getting lost in the crowds down by the bay, I happened to look up and see this spectacular. The view on a normal night at dusk is enough to make me smile through all the miles, but last night it was particularly special.
There are fewer places I feel whole then on the ocean. I wake up grateful every day that San Francisco is surrounded by the Pacific.
A true classic, though not one of the more common photos of Marilyn, this is one of my favorites of her. This photo, one of many taken by George Barris, is one of my favorites of this legendary woman. I love it because it shows the more casual, down-to-earth side of this beauty queen. Plus she looks totally cozy on the beach in a big comfy sweater and blanket. Jealous!
One of my all time favorite quotes that I keep coming back to is from Marilyn Monroe. I forgot to include it in my “Words of Wisdom” post the other night.
This quote is on a virtual sticky note on my desktop and I have found myself going back to it from time to time. It reminds me that yes, I am a loving person and can openly and intensely love whoever I want, but if that love is not reciprocated or, at the very least, appreciated it is not worth very much.
“I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, am out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best. “ ~Marilyn Monroe