Few months ago, I posted here some thoughts and photographs about France, my own country, seen with the eyes of the one living abroad (see here). This second episode bring us in the coastal areas of Atlantic and Corsica.
While I was observing and looking for my next photographs, I noticed one lady wearing black and elegant clothes and glasses. She had finished her noodles and she was quietly observing the people around. I loved that feeling, forgetting about the surroundings, she could be in Deauville looking at the ocean.
It was a Sunday morning when I met Mr. Chen. The day started in a freezing breeze at 6:00, I had first an appointment with another fellow photographer through some infamous connections. The light was as soft as a winter sunrise. We walked around, found some very interesting spot and did few encounters. Weekend mornings are always an interesting time to be awaken and out of the bed, people looks different ! It is certainly with getting up.
I am back home, China, after three weeks of business trips, spending my time to kill polar bear with plane generated CO2 and intergalactic consultant bullshit brain heat. This gives me finally the time to finish this post, the latest in the “discoveries” series. In fact, I have hundreds of unpublished photographs; I have selected the one closest to the previous shadowgraphy post. Thus, this selection is again colourful, again an attempt to work with both the very specific colours and textures of Chinese winter while exploring the Chinese lights in the Jiangsu delta.
For the one living abroad, the first time back home brings a lot of warm feelings and excitement about all the things we all miss from our own country.
But after few years, while back, some other sensations spice the days spent home. I would like to call this the “so far so close” effect. I must admit that one of my favorite pleasure is now to have the chance to look at my old country and fellow citizens with the eyes and the distance of a tourist, like a foreigner would.
I think it was a Saturday, in Shanghai, by night, as usual… except a worldwide event quietly advertised by the local news. That night, as responsible citizens, we should save the planet and switch of our lights for one hour… I had an appointment on the Bund with my friend Jeff to witness what supposed to be a spectacular spot of darkness in the night, together with a quite large amount of TV cameras pointing at Pudong skylines…
Helped by a bit of oriental inspiration, it’s not hard to imagine that in the early days of Shanghai, the city, the villages and towns around had plenty of teahouses, not the fancy one with exquisite furnitures, quiet and delicate service but the noisy ones. In the winter of Shanghai, 2010, few of these […]