I absolutely love street photography and the concept of anonymity in urban life. Here are a few shots recounting my experiences on the Parisian Metro network.
Although reasonably quick and convenient, I just don’t think it matches other metro/underground networks from other cities…The all too common questionable smells is probably the most unattractive thing…
Straight up, my phone and its built in camera is one of the most useful tools I own. Without it, i would not have been able to take this photo of all my ‘proper’ gear.
I’m talking about this now primarily because my phone has currently died, and without it, I’ve lost the ability to capture some day-to-day moments that it makes so easy to capture.
It has been said many times before and I couldn’t agree more:
“The best camera is the one you have with you”
There are a large number of photographers who do not embrace the use of camera phones as an art making tool. I’d have to disagree strongly with that. With a camera virtually with you at all times, it gives an unparalleled level of accessibility to photographers – allowing them to capture moments otherwise lost forever.
And, as I have learnt very well with social media, in many cases it is not the image quality and composition that makes an image incredible, but the subject and content of the image itself. Essentially, what is the image saying? Does it convey some sort of meaning or tell a story?
A shot of a beautiful 911 in an Alley Way in London. Possibly one of my favourite photos I’ve taken. I clearly remember fumbling around for my phone before taking this and trying to make sure I didn’t lose the shot before it went around the corner.It’s little moments and stories that lead up to taking the shot that make it memorable too.
Photographers from WWII were hardly equipped with 36MP D800’s or 5D MkIII’s in the 1940’s, yet the images they captured deliver very strong messages and emotions and are more than just a picture, but a story. Sometimes the lack of photographic image quality is part of the appeal, much like instagrams filters.
This is sounding more and more like and English lesson looking at the deconstruction of a photograph, but these elements of a photo are (in my opinion) critical to making a good image.
After some torrential rain in Sydney just after I’d come home, I snapped this while waiting for a bus outside uni (getting absolutely soaked in the process)This shot made it onto the Sydney Morning Heralds’ web page.
Another reason why camera phones are awesome – Ease of access, not just in taking the picture, but sharing it with the world. Instagram, Snap Chat, Facebook. Awesome.
In my own experience, some of my instagram images are perhaps the most memorable. Because in some of these images, I can recount the moment that went with it.
Sometimes using a DSLR can be almost too easy. By depressing a single button and holding it down, the camera will snap snap snap away on an almost endless burst – making the images (in a weird way) less valuable. But I guess this view only reflects the way I use my phone camera…As a image capturing tool I use when there is nothing else to do it with.
“The best camera is the one you have with you”
I’m glad I backed up most of my images from my phone, there are some great moments there that mean a lot more to me than most of my high res, extremely high quality DSLR shots.
Charles Bridge is almost always busy with tourists. Not at 3am and -15 degrees. Shot in Prague, Czech Republic just after my partner and I arrived. A massive thank you to my girlfriend who stayed with me for almost 2 hrs as we wondered the streets in the freezing cold.
Ok, still not convinced? Here’s a few awesome shots I found after a quick google search. “Best instagram photos”
Most European metro train lines are extremely easy to navigate. The best thing about them is the speed of services. There’s never really a time that you need to wait over 8 minutes for a train.
However, typical tourists hauling our suitcases around (Except Daniel and his stupidly small carry on bag) we managed to cause a huge delay for people trying to get out of the station for a good 5 minutes – and there were only 2 gates leading out…
Now not only did we fail to figure out how to get our train tickets into the gates, but when we finally did figure it out, our suitcases consistantly got stuck because they were too wide.
From the Sky train we got to some station where we could catch a train into Paris.
We bought ourselves 3 day train passes and got on our way. Everything was already 197x (precisely) better in terms of architecture. Those awesome designs that you see in magazines and never actually being built in Sydney were actually built in Europe.
So we got through customs and all the immigration without too much fuss, time to go find a train that would take us into the heart of Paris – and more importantly our apartment.
It’s funny – that term “to set foot on (insert country name)’s soil” isn’t really that applicable anymore.
Looking back at these photos now, i just noticed how long it actually takes to find proper soil at all. I don’t think i can actually say that we set foot on french soil until….to be honest i’m not really sure! There isn’t much soil anymore in cities, it’s concrete, asphalt, steel and more concrete.
After passing through immigration, one of the first things we encountered that somehow came across as amazing was this assortment of escalators running through the centre of the terminal. It reminded me of those Harry Potter books/movies – The Moving Staircases?