Bleu-Blanc-Rouge

Well, it's been a most interesting World Cup and the French team won out of sheer team spirit, youthful enthusiasm and amazing talent. 

And for one night, Parisians have had every reason to turn their streets and squares into a gigantic, jolly party venue. Fraternité in happiness.

Well done, les Bleus, and thanks for sharing your joy, Parisians.

Passers-by

Guilty as charged. The web is inundated with random shots of people in the street, defined as "street photography" just because they are shot in the street. Most times I dismiss them as not particularly interesting, surely anonymous. So, why do I do the same in my own practice? 

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What makes a random passer-by worth photographing? Perhaps, just perhaps, the key is not in the subject but in the way one approaches the subject: distance, composition, movement. I guess I have developed a bit of a signature look, in this regard. Color, too, why not. (Yes, color again... a 2018 new direction.) 

I'm not sure this is the path I want to keep following going forward, but when you hit an inspirational 'blank', as I have hit in the past couple of months, the best cure is to 'just do it', and if 'doing it' means going back to familiar habits that you thought you had overcome, so be it... Of course, nothing very familiar in shooting color, for me; so that's at least part of the creativity kickstart I was trying to initiate with these outings.

Café Life

Parisians will hang out on the sidewalks even in winter, but warmer weather makes sitting at a café table even more of a pleasure, I'd say a must. Some do it in chatty company, some do it in lonely concentration. I'll never tire of watching them go about their business as I walk by. And from time to time it's good to take a break and join them.

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With the approaching summer, the sun has gained strength and made photography tougher. I was born in late fall, harsh light is not my friend, heat even less so. I'm not sure what I'd do if you put me in Cuba, shooting on a David Alan Harvey workshop...

Color however continues to question my eyes, teasing me to try and try again. I'm not done with my experimenting. I've not been very inspired and prolific this past few weeks, but a bunch of images has built up in my 'inbox' and I finally got around to editing them. Here's a few...