Photography | 951

My Author Journey, Monday, August 14, 2017

# 951 (countdown)

Today my 10-year-old son joined me on my walking routine. I like the fact that he likes what I’m doing and he was excited about the idea. He suggested that. He also likes to watch my photos and pick the ones he likes the most. His sincere interest in what I do makes me eager to share with him, relate my experiences to him.

Had a great time walking with him although not many photo opportunities. The route was just right for him (not too short, not too long) and pleasant. Near the end of it he felt a little bit tired after the entire day. I too felt a little bit tired.

Those daily walks remind me of the time in New York in September 2015 when for more than a week I would walk very long distances daily (mainly in Manhattan). I would do up to 15 km (9,3 miles) per day. I did it entirely my way with little regard for the suggestions they offer tourists in guides of all sorts. I liked to walk alone most. I see way more if I’m alone. It was the first time I took those photos, trying to capture things I see, not the things you’re supposed to see when in NYC (or in any city for that matter) because that’s what they tell you in your city guide.

I remember when I was 20–15 years younger and visited alone places like London, Berlin or Moscow. Since then the manner in which I consume and experience new places evolved. If I wanted to see the city I always preferred to walk alone. When I walked with the people I met there my attention would be on them. The photos I took back then (especially in London) were extremely dull (by my current measure). I would capture the places you can see in city guides or on postcards. The idea being to document the fact that I got there (for further reference), not to capture something which only I might have spotted, something that caught my attention, instead of things which were imposed on me through pictures of famous places I would previously see on other people’s photos (again showing them in those places or showing the places as they’re portrayed in every city guide) or in those city guides.

Soon I had enough of it. During my two weeks in Moscow in 2002 I didn’t take a single photo. Hard to imagine today when most people carry smartphones with in-built digital cameras 24/7.

My first memory of me taking photos and really enjoying the process is probably from summer 2009 when we were spending our summer vacation with our friends in Rab (Croatia) and our son was 2,5 years old. I took a lot of photos of him doing all sorts of babyish things in this beautiful historic Croatian town. Probably that’s how I learned how to take photos which are not dull.

Reading.

In the Shadow of the American Dream: The Diaries of David Wojnarowicz (20 min; on scribd app).

Listening to audio.

The Everything Store: Jeff Bezos and the Age of Amazon (15 min, on my scribd app).

Movies

Nat King Cole: Afraid of the Dark (on Netflix) Near the end of it. Love documentaries.

The Family Whistle (on cable TV). A documentary exploring the origins of the famed Coppola family of musicians and filmmakers. Halfway through it.

Progress on my second book. One hour worth of editing.

My today’s answer on Quora:

Answer to What kind of advice would you give a 16 year old about life?

Music for this writing session: Philip Glass: Piano Works by Philip Glass (on spotify). Then Bad Boy 20th Anniversary Box Set Edition by Various Artists (on spotify).

My today’s route.

My today’s favorite

My today’s photos on flickr Warsaw, 14 August, 2017