I have always been fascinated by abandoned and broken buildings, quite often former homes, by the side of highways. It’s not always possible to stop and photograph them. Perhaps someday I will turn it into a project.
By Ismail Lagardien
There are times when the simplest, the most every-day scene, stands out, and presents itself – intact. There were any number of these arrangements (above) at a cafeteria at Schipol Airport.
What makes photography special is that the most ordinary, the most banal scenes almost create themselves, and present themselves intact in the photographer’s mind. This, surely, is the power that lies where the creative impulse and the gesture of photography intersect, and when the photographer captures something that everyone looks at every day, but sees it differently and does something more than.
On the beachfront, were I live in Port Elizabeth, there are everyday scenes that, when isolated from its surroundings, photography thrives, as much as it does, on decontexualisation. This is one of the reasons why photographs often need a good caption. Below is an everyday scene on the beachfront in Port Elizabeth.
By Ismail Lagardien
I have posted the occasional review on Tripadvisor, but never with any serious intent. It seems to me that Tripadvisor should, at least, start paying people to write reviews. To be sure, they’re making money through their site, and travelers don’t seem to gain anything, other than the belief that they are getting a place to air their thoughts.
Having spent most of my adult life as a writer of sorts, and most recently writing for newspapers or online sources for free, I am seriously reconsidering these little contributions to the Tripadvisor website. So, from now on I should put them all on this blog space. If I can write for other websites for free, I might as well do it on my own site…. It should encourage me to write more for this site.
As it goes, I travel to Iceland, Holland and Belgium next week. Instead of placing comments, reviews on Tripadvisor, I will share it on my own blog. Xa!
Malacca, Malaysia. September 2012. I woke up at around midnight. It was a long flight. I couldn’t sleep any longer. The sheet was stuck between my legs. I got dressed. I went for a walk through the backstreets. I peered into a room. And watched a butcher chop up pigs. I shot a few frames and walked away. I was awake for another two days after that.
If I can find the pictures on one of my old storage drives I may make a more creative presentation with sound.