Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Adventure in Austin
In the society of our time,
people have too much concern about their appearances, social status and
privacy...if they realized that I am shooting them with my camera...they would
hide, I mean not hiding their physical faces or bodies but their true
personalities and nature expressions, and sometimes they would be very
mad. In this case I couldn't get the photos that I was expecting.
Following the change of the time, our society become more and more strange,
people put more and more make ups on their face, the true and nature faces are
almost impossible for them to stand in front of the camera...they could not
really be nature and relax in front of the camera, therefore, in my opinions,
the street photography became more and more challenging than it use to be.
All I learned to solve this problem and get the best picture is
shooting fast or being invisible...being invisible is mostly not
possible in a
lot of situation. I would have to shoot fast but 5D mark II is
obviously not
a fast camera due to it’s full frame sensor and it’s massive body, if i
want to shoot faster, I would buy a smaller camera or some shorter lens
such as 35mm or 50mm, but I don't have that much money so far. The last
way that I would
use to solve this problem is talking to people and try to be their
friends. No
doubt, I been talking to a lot of people on the street and tried to be
as
friendly as I could, I just wanna let them be as comfortable as they
could then
I could ask them to get photos with their nature expressions...therefore
I made
a lot of “friends” on the street, they are students, artists,
young couples, old people, little
kids...hipsters...travelers...intellectuals..bums or homeless...people
from different countries.
Friday, May 11, 2012
尤利西斯返乡记, 启程
留美四年, 于异国他乡观国内政变有感, 忧心重重, 又于仲夏之夜思乡无限, 难以入眠. 特作此打油诗以表游子怀乡之情.
七月, 是众神聚集的最后时刻.
在黎明前的宴会上,
大地赤身裸体跟着玛门起舞.
尤利西斯独自走向远方,
在一望无际的苍穹下瞭望
那被遗忘在高速公路, 娱乐节目,
快餐店和时尚杂志中的人类流浪史.
于是, 他决定
骑上德克萨斯的风
告别这自由的乐土和冒险者的家园
独自漂泊在返乡的路上.
"那片被泪水浸透的故乡啊,
也浸透过水稻和小麦,
在她那破碎又被遗弃的身体下
埋葬着我先祖的文明和智慧,
她用沉默的双眼凝视着
先祖们五千年的祈祷.
夜风吹拂着草原
如同她温和又细腻的双手
和乌黑的长发.
雨水触摸着她的脸颊,
与大地融合在溪流的尽头.
丰收的季节,
是她生我的季节
我跟着河流漂到
一颗菩提树下.
那里是我跟着季节变幻的故乡
河流不息的流淌....
我从母亲的怀中漂到了
世界的边缘....
于是无休无止的乡愁
使我失去了睡眠"
为了不被黑夜征服
而走向黑夜的尤利西斯
用一双守护火焰的手
为黎明前的大地祝福
把故乡献给他的旧日的爱情和理想
也献给那边喧嚣和躁动的土地.
七月, 是众神聚集的最后时刻.
在黎明前的宴会上,
大地赤身裸体跟着玛门起舞.
尤利西斯独自走向远方,
在一望无际的苍穹下瞭望
那被遗忘在高速公路, 娱乐节目,
快餐店和时尚杂志中的人类流浪史.
于是, 他决定
骑上德克萨斯的风
告别这自由的乐土和冒险者的家园
独自漂泊在返乡的路上.
"那片被泪水浸透的故乡啊,
也浸透过水稻和小麦,
在她那破碎又被遗弃的身体下
埋葬着我先祖的文明和智慧,
她用沉默的双眼凝视着
先祖们五千年的祈祷.
夜风吹拂着草原
如同她温和又细腻的双手
和乌黑的长发.
雨水触摸着她的脸颊,
与大地融合在溪流的尽头.
丰收的季节,
是她生我的季节
我跟着河流漂到
一颗菩提树下.
那里是我跟着季节变幻的故乡
河流不息的流淌....
我从母亲的怀中漂到了
世界的边缘....
于是无休无止的乡愁
使我失去了睡眠"
为了不被黑夜征服
而走向黑夜的尤利西斯
用一双守护火焰的手
为黎明前的大地祝福
把故乡献给他的旧日的爱情和理想
也献给那边喧嚣和躁动的土地.
Saturday, May 5, 2012
一个夏季的午夜
一个夏季的午夜
我们在水中尽情的嬉戏
我听见晚风吹过芦苇荡,
与缪斯的长发接吻
如同一个流浪者的来访
没有留下时间的痕迹
只是吹拂着
河水不息的流淌
如同一首曲子
从创世到如今直到永远
月光凝照着我们赤裸的身子
映照出我们最初的形象
当我们赤身裸体的来到这个世上
我们就注定要赤身裸体的跳进河流
洗去生命的患难和人世间的创伤.
我们在水中尽情的嬉戏
我听见晚风吹过芦苇荡,
与缪斯的长发接吻
如同一个流浪者的来访
没有留下时间的痕迹
只是吹拂着
河水不息的流淌
如同一首曲子
从创世到如今直到永远
月光凝照着我们赤裸的身子
映照出我们最初的形象
当我们赤身裸体的来到这个世上
我们就注定要赤身裸体的跳进河流
洗去生命的患难和人世间的创伤.
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