Saturday, April 29, 2006
In a highly secret location, once upon a sunsetago, I took this autoportrait of moimeme. The result woz thuslike. Obscure. Art as be should...?
© 2006 Sab Will / Mystic Rhythms
Friday, April 28, 2006
Will I become one of the lost poets of this famous bookshop? A screaming soul from a frosty fornication? A wonderer. A gazer through narrow apertures. A searcher. Will I always be a searcher?
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Not the most common of pics, folks, and a little bit narcississtic, but look what someone did to me!!! People tend to roam around with their lens caps off during our photo evenings at Shakespeare & Company, and here you can see some of the strange goings on that went on a couple of weeks ago.
I'm half flattered and half embarrassed by the result, but this is the work of Justyna, one of our regulars who always comes with her laptop so we can all easily show our lovely, and occasionally (but only occasionally ;-) not-so-lovely shots!
Shame about the hair in the bottom right pic, but hey! If you've (still) got it, flaunt it, that's what I say!
The Many-Faced Sab :@>
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Anyone know where it is? A big prize for the winner! I seem to be getting back into things slowly but surely, helped along by a new fitness kick. I'm trying to get more sleep (no more 5 a.m. postings to Paris Set Me Free!), eat better, drink less, exercise lots and drink loads of water. Trouble is, all that water wakes me up in the middle of the night which rather defeats the purpose.
Off to work now, still dreaming of a beautiful new camera that's going to come my way some day, as I prepare for tonight's Shakespeare & Company meeting. I'll be showing my 'Throwaway Paris' shots, plus some other stuff I took on a photoshoot on Sunday. Feel free to join us!
© 2006 Sab Will / Mystic Rhythms
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
These shots were taken on a €10 throwaway plastic thing pretending to be a camera. The overall quality wasn't good but I managed to pull some out which are just about acceptable for a computer screen showing in any case. Any more than that, such as attempting blowing them up on paper - well, I wouldn't like to guarantee the results personally.
As you can see these shots were taken near Notre Dame just before the Paris Shutterbugs Photography Group's regular weekly meeting at Shakespeare & Company bookshop.
It's a wonderful location, even if terribly touristy. Our little jaunt took us from the picturesque bridge in between the two islands on the Seine, past the cathedral, and finishing outside the bookshop itself.
There were a surprising number of interesting photo opportunities, with only the quality of the camera letting me down, not my imagination, I'm happy to say!
In fact, it was an excellent exercise to try and take 27 completely different shots on the one roll of film. Ahh, film... remember that?!
I think I did a reasonable job, but I had real problems with the view finder. It either didn't genuinely represent what would be on the film, or, for some reason, didn't show me that my finger was actually going to be photographed in front of the lens in some shots, as you can see here! I kinda like it in the end though. Shows I'm human anyway.
I haven't cropped any of the shots so that you can get an idea of what comes out of the box. I know that I thought I was going to be tighter in than actually happens. I think, in honest, that that's why my finger is in the shot of Notre Dame. That bit didn't actually show up in the view finder or you had to move your head all over the place, peering into all the corners to try and work out what you might be likely to get. That's my excuse.
You can't go wrong with Paris though, and although it was a rather grey day, the shots aren't too sad I think. We had rollerbladers jumping high in the air over a bar, and puppeteers doing strange things with wooden dolls, and homeless people and their dogs and tourists being tourists and so it goes on!
If you're ever in Paris, do come along to our meetings or photoshoots - it would be great to see you. You can find out all about it here:
See you soon in Paris!
© 2006 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free
Monday, April 24, 2006
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Here's something from today, taken as part of a lovely photoshoot at Jim's photo group Sunday thing, and using Romain's Sony DSssssomethingorotherlotofnumbers but really cool camera including this neat infrared feature.
Don't really know why it's called infrared, coz it turns everyone green as far as I can see, but nevermind, it's pretty atmospheric, especially after I've finished with it. More later. Get on with it!
© 2006 Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
And the big
Red heart ballooon
I got from the supermarket
With two rolls and a pack of beer
Reminds me just
How much I love her
How much love
And it's Valentine's Day
In the Red House
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Hey! Did I ever tell you the story about the Lonely French Girl and the Kamikaze? No? Well, let me see if I can remember how it goes...
"Once upon a long ago, there was this guy right, this photographer guy living in an apartment in Paris. Living in a little box of an apartment, a tiny little weeny shoebox, not knowing his neighbours, not knowing anyone! You know how that sort of life can be... confining...
So anyway, one day, as he's washing his dishes in his little rabbit hutch, his gaze wanders across the way, and he notices something strange.
The old guy who used to live opposite isn't there any more, and in his place there seems to be this attractive young girl...
The furniture's still the same, the bookshelves, the desk, the two green lamps... none of that has changed. The only thing that has altered is the occupant. The occupant is not the same at all at all... and the photographer guy's mind starts to wander...
And he wonders about not knowing neighbours and cages and boxes and prisons, and he sees the young girl sitting in front of her computer, night after lonely night, and he wants to reach out and touch but the distance is too great and the social barriers too heavy, so he does nothing.
She has parties, she's not so lonely as all that, friends come and go, frequent her balconies, laughing, having fun, it's a good life, that one over the way, and the photographer guy is a little bit envious.
And one day, he happens to be washing his plates in the little corner kitchen as they say in shoebox-speak, and he looks across, and she's on her balcony with two friends, and suddenly their eyes meet. And the photographer guy waves, smiles and runs, like nothing unusual had happened, like it was the most natural thing in the world, to say 'hi', to give a friendly little wave, and then dive for cover behind the sagging curtains of his grimy windows.
What has just happened? He's not sure, but it's not the end, he's sure of that. It's a beginning.
Time passes... time flies...
(To be continued)
© Sab Will / Paris Set Me Free 2006