December 7th, 2013
It’s kinda like stretching your legs (a touchy subject given my present limp and black/blue thigh)… you take a deep breath, drag the camera to your face and start.
No point thinking about it or analysing it or planning it or being overly self conscious about what’s going onto the film… just gotta start sweating and breathing a bit harder and then quickly wear out a few pairs of shoes.
Then I can take a breath and see what’s going on. Until then it’s just smoke.
December 6th, 2013
(c) Andrew Lichtenstein
The Aftermath Project has put the call out on kickstarter for help in running the next installment in War is Only Half the Story. Chris Cappy will have some of his “For God, Race and Country” pictures in there… so that alone is enough to encourage people to drop coin straight on this!
December 6th, 2013
I couldn’t resist picking up the launch issue of Great Ocean Quarterly a short time before leaving Australia… just one of those little magic happenings when you duck in to the local newsagent to buy another permanent marker and swing your eyes across the magazine rack only to land on something new…
So decision made just by the title and the ½ second flick I did as I grabbed it up… I dropped my money on the counter and ran out the door to further chores.
And I’ve been enjoying it ever since. That first issue is sitting on my bedside table here in Yangon and I flick through it most days; dipping in and out as the pages open up by chance. The launch issue is heavily focused on that wild coastline to the west of Bells (understandably)… a place I’m not particularly familiar with (only a few short visits over the years). The widening of its reach and the discussions around it will be magic to watch unfurl.
And I applaud the effort and hope it continues into the future. It’s a fascinating little journal… something outside of the lifestyle, hobby, hip and cool that pervades so much magazine ink… it celebrates certain vague (but deeply felt) connections and experiences without apology or need for faux hidden enthusiasm and closeted emotion. As with all matters certain pieces touch off points within me while I breeze by a few others… but wholly the thing is great and positive and brilliant.
So now I need to put my pennies in my piggy bank and subscribe to this thing… to joyfully await each new issue.
Looking forward to them.
December 4th, 2013
Early days now and a few things are slowly starting to fall into line.
There’s been a game of football (and a gently wrecked hamstring for my troubles), wandering some local streets, a beautiful little Thanksgiving Dinner and a Christmas Lunch to put everyone on their back with bursting food bellies and laughs galore from the juicer (but Fred walked away with his fish so all is good).
December 3rd, 2013
The connection to the www has been very sketchy… on and off and flaky and a few tech problems… as expected…
So I’m piggy-backing the mobile network to get my Myanmar cell number on here as a first step:
Stay tuned beautiful people…
November 22nd, 2013
It is known that I am a very simple creature who repeats himself often… and as such I feel no guilt whatsoever in again pointing to the glorious little piece of writing by Robert Adams that I retreat to often for a few minutes of silence… the beautiful ‘Colleagues’ that opens Why People Photograph.
My copy of this little paper back is dog-eared, folded, dirty, scuffed and weary… it’s spent as much time out on loan to people as it has with me… I’m often stuffing it into their hands while encouraging them to read that opening essay.
So again I opened the book on the recent ‘flight through the night’ to find a smile in its pages.
If I like many photographers, and I do, I account for this by noting a quality they share – animation. They may or may not make a living by photography, but they are alive by it.
I think for example of a friend who, when he was a young man, sometimes took pictures along country roads while sitting half up out of the sun roof of his moving car, steering with his feet. You couldn’t argue him out of this practice because the rationale was to him so clear – the view. And apparently he was meant to do it, because over the years he went on to assemble a vast photographic celebration of Colorado life. When I hear his voice on the phone now, full of avidity even in old age, I promise myself that I will take grand, unsafe pictures.
November 22nd, 2013
The KP central bureau is now back connected to the dirty interwebnet… and we’re reasonably confident that it’s working… fingers crossed that KisimP has finally figured out the gig with techomanology.
So the elves here are busily working away behind the scenes to respond to all your messages as soon as possible… we’ll be in touch.
November 19th, 2013
In theory we’ve landed in Yangon and have somehow made it through the long haul flight with Fred and Alex (for I long ago became quite sick of time spent inside aircraft… there is little ‘fun’ for me in the process… just climbing into the metal tube and gritting my teeth till the end is about the best description I can give).
So the sun now rises and sets on a new home and the stars blink over sweaty nights and a heavy monsoon will at some point wash our skin as we dance our dance and on occasion I’ll lift my little camera to my face and mash down on the go button when I feel the urge.
Stay tuned… for KisimP will be back soon… we’re working on hooking into the www to flow silly juice into this little blog… and it is known to be a little tricky round these parts…
November 18th, 2013
We’re all climbing into the aircraft right now… and so the travel begins… off to Asia with the grommets for adventures, excitement and times full of joy and Love Letters sent out to Friends (in amongst trips eastwards to see my lovely peeps in the Boogieville).
So apologies to all but I’ll be out of communication for the immediate future. Once we’re settled I’ll hopefully get a connection up and running (though it’ll probably be horridly slow…) as well as post some new phone numbers and contact details (amongst other things).
So stay tuned for updates (and stories of stupidity, failure and amusing stuff-ups)!
November 17th, 2013
We’ve gone all “bake our own bread, farm our own crops, build a commune and end up as a cult with the authorities laying siege to our compound”… bunking in with another couple and their two boys… so it’s 4 on 4 when it comes to the adult vs child ratio. This can only end in a shambles…
November 8th, 2013
A sad day today.
Rolled out of a building full of magic. Full of friends. Full of stunning discovery and possibility.
Good times to be cherished. Friends to drink coffee and booze with.
October 23rd, 2013
Supposedly it’s the only opportunity for us to hear Capa’s voice… the accent and tempo makes sense… but truly the first few seconds of him speaking is a real trip…
Head on over to the ICP to check it.
Clickaticlac it here.