Photographically Seeing

I saw this on an interesting blog which I enjoy following called In Flow (munchow.wordpress.com). Its creator, Otto von Munchow, is based in Norway, and often inspires and challenges my thinking about what I do with my camera. I thought you might finding it inspiring and thought-provoking as well. Please have a look at his blog, and thank you Otto for your ideas presented in your latest post.

In Flow with Otto

Jenny Pastore i sitt hjem

For a photographer seeing is where it all starts. If you don’t see anything that interests you, you won’t be able to take any interesting photos. Obviously. However, there is a big difference between seeing in general and seeing with the intention of taking a photograph. In many ways we have to unlearn the regular way of seeing. If you «only» see like you do when you walk down the street without a camera or when you are socializing with your friends or whatever you do when you are not photographing, you will miss out on the interesting and captivating photos.

For many people – photographers and viewers alike – a photograph is simply a record of what was in front of the camera. There is really no thought given to interpretation, or the fact that the camera sees quite differently than human beings do. You want to capture a…

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Hellerup Denmark

I love Denmark. I love most things Danish (except licorice). I love the free-minded attitudes and the way life is lived in a balanced and very full way. I love photographing Denmark. Oh, and kanelboller og kaffe (cinnamon swirls with coffee) help to balance life quite nicely too !

Hellerup is just a short train ride from the centre of Copenhagen and is a sea-side town full of solid, stately houses, tall trees, green parks, beaches and windy days. The Tuborg and Carlsberg beer factories are “bookends” to the town with a lovely main street joining the two.

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More People Stories…

London

You're not from an anti-smoking campaign, are you?

Visiting Switzerland

I was going through old photos and found some portraits that were “telling stories” – characters whose personalities were as powerful as they were subtle.

The first man was taking a break from work in London style; bow tie, braces, pin-stripes, wing-tip shoes and an ironic attitude. “You aren’t from an anti-smoking lobby are you?” he enquired when I asked if I could take his picture. “Smoke away.” I answered.

The last portrait is of an Indian tourist taking a break at the Lauterbrunnen Falls (a waterfall inside a mountain – a must-see!) in Switzerland. Quiet, studious, at peace with himself and his surroundings.

I am also adding “Maman” – Louse Bourgeois’ sculpture which was ‘visiting’ the Foundation Beyeler in Basel a few years ago, not exactly a person but a powerful personality none the less.

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Mietek

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A few weeks ago, I took the train to Saargans and then the bus to Vaduz, the capital of Lichtenstein. It was a very hot day and after wandering around taking shots of reflections and anything really that caught my imagination, I ran into Mietek.

Mietek was sitting on a bench outside of the Coop grocery store, neatly arranging his clean winter (!) coat and a paper shopping bag with his few personal possessions. He was homeless and bewildered yet, he tried to keep his things tidy and neat. I gave him a bottle of water as I passed and he started to talk in halting basic German. I listened in halting, basic German and then noticed a small Polish flag sewn neatly to the sleeve of his jacket. “A Pan mowie po polsku?” I asked. Do you speak Polish? “Pani, moiwe po polsku! Oh! Dzienkuje, dzienkuje!” he answered with tears of relief in his eyes – you speak Polish! He could finally let someone know what was happening to him. Somehow he had ended up in Lichtenesten and had been homeless for the past three months, he desperately wanted to wash and be clean again, he wanted to go home, he was all alone, he was from Krakow, his parents had always told him that each person should be respected for what they did and as a human being not on the basis of religion or race. “Isn’t that right?” he asked. “A person is a person”.

I learned a lot about human fragility, resilience and kindness. Yes, a person is a person whoever they are, whatever life brings them. I hope you made it back to Poland and are home now.