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Interesting interview I found while doing the course Seeing Through photographs. I enjoyed lots doing this course. Its not about technical stuff with cameras, but more oriented to the themes, uses, subjects, and people who have made photography the thing it is today. I’ve learnt lots, and even after having finished the course, I see I still have lots more to learn.

I hadn’t heard about Nicholas Nixon before. I found this interview very moving, quite possibly because of that project of the Sisters. I often see pictures of people as memories of loved ones, and here Nicholas Nixon is showing his love for his wife, and her sisters in a very particular way. A really long term project.

A cloud in the sky

Its been a while without posting pictures here. I’m more into Instagram this days, more immediate and quick. But I still manage to have some time to take pictures of places and things, on trips or walks around places. I still enjoy doing this, even at times when I’ve felt like I don’t like anything at all. Maintaining this blog has never been a chore or a burden, but trying to put some order to what to share is difficult and time-consuming, more when you are busy with work, and other stuff. Someone has told me recently that I should make the effort to show more of my photography. Maybe even try to prepare an exhibition!. Who knows, it could be a goal for this year, the year I said it was going to be the one without expectations! 🙂

Meanwhile here is just a picture of a cloud in the sky, taken one afternoon from one window at my place. I think it was in Weybridge. I have almost forgot about that place. Thankfully.

To my imaginary friends (2).

Just think a bit about what has happened last weeks in London. Now just think in a different way as you may usually do. Let’s just call things with a different name, and ask some (really silly) questions.

There are people, who claim being in some kind of special relationship with a very powerful imaginary friend, that entitle themselves with the right of killing other people who, apparently, don’t talk to the same imaginary friend. This circumstance is a good reason to kill them, they think. I am just curious…

How can we really know we are talking about different imaginary friends? What if it is the same for everyone? How many imaginary friends do exist, one, two, forty two, one per each person alive in this world? What has happened to the imaginary friends that no one ever remembers now, the ones that were so popular some thousands of years ago? Why these imaginary friends never seem to answer our biggest questions, and seem to easily answer the most petty ones? I’ve never been able to talk to one of these imaginary friends. Has it happened to you?. If so, how that conversation went? Has your life, or better yet, the life of your loved ones, changed in a meaningful way after that conversation? More importantly, what makes you so special (on the entire universe) to be listened to by your favorite imaginary friend? Does your imaginary friend talk to other people in need too, I guess in his/her spare time? What is time and who did it, by the way?

My most educated guess is: We will never know. Because perhaps, imaginary friends end being just that… Imaginary? When I think in this silly way, a crystal (ball) clear thought comes to my mind: What a waste of human lives, along the entire human history, in the name of… nothing?

I would rather have questions that can’t be answered than answers that can’t be questioned.

― Richard Feynman