Herodotus asked "how do you know?"
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Sloppy is how I am feeling about the camera work. I am rushed and hassled with limitations of time and insight. Like Herodotus I openly engage the world and try to bring the camera to bear the facts and the prejudices of the scene. The events are fleeting and last longer in my mind, I dwell on the vast repository of images in my head and wonder I should not pick up a brush. The camera's actions are too slow, sometimes the tools is not wide enough other times the resolution is less than I want. I am hampered by bad light and tricked by techno limits that don't reveal themselves until later.
Drop all of this and simply walk about with a camera is just not possible, but I have this wish to explore more than Eugene Smith and others and give great reign to this developing passion that I hold too close and too tightly.
Many instances, I came across many occasions, in Singapore where conversation and a short stay allowed for the insight to snap into opportunity, yet the subject was not willing to allow the camera to work. respectfully I refrained the imposition and intrusion and simply talked and watched - the spice grinder held me captive for more than an hour. Later he and I worked over the worlds' financial crisis and explained to each other the better methods to teach those that have gone astray of the details of good living and how working the spice grinder will reward you with better forecast and insight over the newspaper and the TV.
Later that same day in Chinatown Mr. Lam and I touched on the vagaries of working a job for a living and the greater implications of the Chinese curse: May you live in interesting times. Mr Lam and I share a short common experience of the Army and fighting in the field, the mosquitos, the lonely times at night, and the heavy packs full of pointless ammunition and life giving rice. He fought the Americans down the Ho Chi Minh Trail and I fought something within myself that still haunts. Mr. lam offered some steps to excise the soot and black mess that wanders in memories and we agreed to have a tea once I return from New Orleans.
I only had a single day to go around and explore the Singapore that starts early in the day, the early hours that no one cares about. I studied and brought the camera to bear too late. I hesitated and sadly have only this communique to describe the activities that wake Singapore form its' soft slumber.
Sloppy is how I am feeling about the camera work. I am rushed and hassled with limitations of time and insight. Like Herodotus I openly engage the world and try to bring the camera to bear the facts and the prejudices of the scene. The events are fleeting and last longer in my mind, I dwell on the vast repository of images in my head and wonder I should not pick up a brush. The camera's actions are too slow, sometimes the tools is not wide enough other times the resolution is less than I want. I am hampered by bad light and tricked by techno limits that don't reveal themselves until later.
Drop all of this and simply walk about with a camera is just not possible, but I have this wish to explore more than Eugene Smith and others and give great reign to this developing passion that I hold too close and too tightly.
Many instances, I came across many occasions, in Singapore where conversation and a short stay allowed for the insight to snap into opportunity, yet the subject was not willing to allow the camera to work. respectfully I refrained the imposition and intrusion and simply talked and watched - the spice grinder held me captive for more than an hour. Later he and I worked over the worlds' financial crisis and explained to each other the better methods to teach those that have gone astray of the details of good living and how working the spice grinder will reward you with better forecast and insight over the newspaper and the TV.
Later that same day in Chinatown Mr. Lam and I touched on the vagaries of working a job for a living and the greater implications of the Chinese curse: May you live in interesting times. Mr Lam and I share a short common experience of the Army and fighting in the field, the mosquitos, the lonely times at night, and the heavy packs full of pointless ammunition and life giving rice. He fought the Americans down the Ho Chi Minh Trail and I fought something within myself that still haunts. Mr. lam offered some steps to excise the soot and black mess that wanders in memories and we agreed to have a tea once I return from New Orleans.
I only had a single day to go around and explore the Singapore that starts early in the day, the early hours that no one cares about. I studied and brought the camera to bear too late. I hesitated and sadly have only this communique to describe the activities that wake Singapore form its' soft slumber.
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Glad to see a website up and running. :) Oh, and thanks for the link and kind words.