Princess Diana : 15 years on

Diana, Princess of Wales died in a horrific car crash in Paris on 31 August 1997. 15 years on, her legacy continues, but there is not official memorial for her apart from a rather unsympathetic water feature in Kensington Gardens, a short distance away from Kensington Palace. Every year, during this anniversary, her fans lay flowers and tributes at the Palace Gates.

Portobello Rock

Another Carnival, another set of images. I have been visiting the Notting Hill Carnival annually for a few years now, and today, with two first-timer mates in tow, we headed towards the Trellick Tower in North Kensington, and its surrounding streets. The smell of BBQ, smoky air, heady bass from 1,000 watts speakers, and throngs of people, people of all ages, shapes and sizes (!) greeted us as the trucks loaded with sound DJs played their tunes and the dance troupes in fiery costumes limbered up in preparation of the fest.

The Carnival is filled with photographers, as it is one of the best public events to shoot street photographs at without being intimidated or intimidate the subjects. You can join in the with the dancers, and get real close without much effort.

This year, I am editing in black and white.

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Project : Fairground Attraction

Project : Fairground Attraction

Currently I am working on a series of images on fairgrounds, which I always find to be slightly theatrical but interesting in modern Britain, harking back to Victorian times. Outdoor family entertainment, especially in today’s online based tech world, is limited, and it is always nice to see families enjoying traditional playground rides with all colourful trappings, sounds and lighting of a local fairground. This portrait is of a young lad who mans one of the many game stands in the ground. He was setting up at the time of my visit, but obliged to pose for a photo.

What is your focus? Revisiting Street Photography

Oxford Street, London 2009

There seems to a revival of street photography in recent months in the international scene, not least with interests generated by the London Photography Festival with its Everybody Street exhibitions in 2011, the discovery of Vivian Maier’s archives and within the Asian context, Invisible Photographer Asia‘s focus on Asian street photographers, which has contributed to this expansion. The growth in interest, in my opinion, is also directly related to the availability of the compact, quality and responsive digital cameras like the Olympus E-Pens, Lumix’s and the like, and the growth in popularity and portability of quality of smartphones like the iPhone. Photography in the street and urban environment, after all isn’t new. Even before HCB (who, actually is more a photojournalist, in my opinion), and Meyerowitz, and Moriyama, there was Frank, Winogrand, Doisneau and Brassai, and even before that, there was Kertesz & Atget, whom I personally think were the greatest street photographers of all time. Why? Because they challenged the established mainstream critics of their time of what photography can and must be. They had a mission to document the cities they lived in and became influential to many later Masters, including HCB.

But, today, photographing in the street is becoming derivative, and too regimented in the definition. It is trying to become adopted as art, as in other genres, and there is where the problem lie. Street photography, by its very definition has no limitations and no boundaries of definition. It invariably crosses over to other genres like travel, documentary, and photojournalism. Trying to pigeon-hole a ‘way of seeing’ street life, with its many dimensions, actions, activities, and the fluid nature of human and social interactions is restricting. I prefer to give it the widest definition possible. I see many trying to define what street photography is. It is clear that the definition did not ‘pre-exist’ the artform. Questions on whether it should include animals, posed subjects, absence of people etc are all distractions. The early Masters did not define the style, they just got out their cameras and started photographing everything in the street that surrounded them, trying to find stories of human interest and documenting their neighbourhood and the activities which go on. They weren’t too interested in juxtapositions, layering techniques or frame within frames. They were, however, interested in the casual or spontaneous aspects of street life, and had awesome understanding of the ‘public space’ and human condition, in all aspects. They were also interested in the people they were photographing.

Many  today are shooting without an aim. This is where a medium to long term project will greatly help you focus. You’ll want map out a ‘purpose’ for your images : a ‘mini’ theme perhaps, a story, a personal vision, that gives you the authority to go and shoot. Do not try to emulate other photographers and recreate images you have in your mind. Use them as guide posts to spring into a new experience.

That is not to say don’t go out and shoot casually, just to hone your visual skills.  Actually, photographing in your local high street first is the best way to overcome ‘camera shyness’. Photographers tend to hide behind great big bulky SLRs, and that may be why the next best camera for the street photographer is the smartphone.  A few years ago, I posted some stuff on the subject, here, I revisit street photography once again,  sharing some personal tips below on how to approach this genre with greater confidence.

http://explorenation.blogspot.co.uk/2009/07/shooting-street.html

http://explorenation.blogspot.co.uk/2009/07/shooting-street-ii.html

http://explorenation.blogspot.co.uk/2009/09/head-out-onto-streets.html

http://explorenation.blogspot.co.uk/2009/10/head-out-onto-streets-part-2.html

Love the moment and the atmosphere

Love the moment and the atmosphere

Captured this simple moment of two elderly men just having a nice conversation at breakfast time in a small family run cafe called Mona Lisa’s on the Kings Road. It just pays to have your camera with you all the time.

Greetings from Burma, Kuala Lumpur

I had been busy this trip to Kuala Lumpur, not having gone walking with camera in hand at all. Having been stuck behind a monitor for 2 & 1/2 weeks day in and day out meant I was longing to go make some pictures. 30 minutes was the time I had to spare between my last minute appointments today, and so I headed off to Little Burma, in and around ‘old’ KL town centre. The streets covered were Leboh Pudu, Lorong Pudu, Jalan Yap Ah Loy and Medan Pasar, all adjacent to Central Market.

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If you don’t like crowds, don’t come here on a Sunday, as then, these roads will be teeming men from Myanmar, Bangladesh and other neighbouring nations, plus Africans and a smattering of Western tourists. Not many locals. They will be wandering aimlessly in modern shopping malls. Being a weekday today, it is considerably quiet, and some pockets of men loitering with intent outside mobile phone shops, or money transfer agencies. A verbal fight between two men just started as I walked by a storefront. One had just verbally abused the other, and started to kick him, several men gathered to calm things down.  I walked by.

There are supermarkets selling all manner of groceries imported from the subcontinent, magazines, DVDs, CDs and newspapers in Burmese language, and wall paintings and signage daubed on the walls advertising mobile phones to nasi goreng. Interesting. Just wished I learnt some Burmese, or Myanmarese? One thing I noticed was that the Burmese, like many people love Bollywood action movies. But don’t we all.

A walk in the park

It rarely snows in London, and when it does, everyone gets excited, despite the disruption a little accumulation may cause to the transport networks, roads and airports. Perhaps it has to do with global warming, greenhouse gases and all that stuff, after all, 100 years ago, the river Thames did freeze over, and the Victorians used to skate on it. There were no skaters in sight this morning in Hyde Park however, although parts of Serpentine lake had ice. Only the coots and ducks were skating. I did see a very manky old heron, perched on a wooden stump looking very sad, and obliging to be photographed  by some onlookers not more than 10 feet away.

Last night when it was snowing, I photographed under the dim lit park next to my flat, this morning the snow had stopped falling, and the sky was overcast in grey daylight. I took a walk in Hyde Park.

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