We had been in Vietnam for a week and had travelled up the coast from Ho Chi Minh City to the ancient city of Hoi An and starting to get acclimatized to the hot humid weather and the industriousness of the people. The sights, sounds and tastes however, were still cause for great excitement – a state my senses would remain in for the entirety of our stay in this amazing country.
By far one of the craziest projects I have taken part in yet; 24 photographs, 24 hours, one every hour posted to Instagram.
The call from the organizers:”Document Humanity to Make a Difference!”
While my freshly baked husband and I were in Vietnam we travelled to Can Tho to visit the Mekong Delta. I wanted to see the famous Floating Markets, so we booked a boat trip while buying dinner at a street stall (which is a whole other story) for the following morning.
… or what it must feel like to get forgotten.
We went on a cycle tour through Soweto when my sis was visiting from Germany. It was so nice to experience Soweto in a different way and we had a very knowledgeable guide who added a multitude of interesting facts to the tour which made the whole day even sweeter – bar one thing which left a hole in my heart…
After a bit of a drought of good books I have just finished reading Ian McEwan’s “The Children Act”.
I haven’t read any of his other books but love the movie “Atonement” so I was intrigued when I saw a new release of his on the bookshelves.
So I watched the movie “Brooklyn” recently. A beautiful movie about peoples’ roots, belonging, family and love and home. A very significant part of the movie is a dialog between Eilis and Tony when he asks her to marry him. Eilis has just told him that she needs to go back to Ireland for a while to be with her mom. She replies him “Are you worried I won’t come back otherwise?” and he says:”Well. Yes. Home is … HOME, you know?!”
My friend Yvonne told me about this crazy antique and second hand bookstore in town which has so many books that they are stacked on the floor and up and down the stair cases across this 8-story building! We both have a bit of a book addiction so I asked her to take me there, hoping for some good photo opportunities.
Deep down, I am actually a rather shy person. An introvert.
Growing up, when I was in a group of people, I would never say a word. I never had a big group of friends. I was always the listener.
Photography changed me.
For our Christmas DIY Project last year we were inspired by this amazing blog and one of her projects:
Our family is quite big and we all enjoy spending time on art and craft projects with the kids and as many of the family members as we can get together for Christmas Day. Last year we decided to make something from recycled cans. The original idea came from this DIY blog: Madame Criativa. The initial idea was to make cutlery holders. However, once let lose, everyone came up with their own ideas… which was even better than we could have hoped.
The weather reflects exactly how I feel today – grey, drab without any highlights… and since the mood in my photographs often reflects how I feel I think it’s the perfect day to hunt for a black & white photograph for my weekly x-frame image.
There are symbols in this world that are so powerful or full of history they do not need words. My photo for this week includes such a symbol – probably one of the most controversial symbols in history. it comes with a long personal story behind it. I am trying my best to keep it short: