As you can guess from my silence, plenty of work has come my way. Not only I keep shooting for my regular clients but I’m also getting other food photography commissions and shoot with models and friends when I have a day to spare.
For a couple of months, I have been preparing this article about street photography and how disappointed I am with the genre, but it is so good that it’s going to be published on The Phoblographer first, on the 20th of December.
By the way, have you read my article about portraiture?
So, back to my post… something beautiful happened recently. The current wife and I went to London to meet up with an old friend from high school who was visiting for the weekend. Alma and I went to school together in Mexico. She now lives in Romania with her husband and life is good over there.
She’s one of the few people I keep in touch with from that period in my life. It’s not because of special fond memories but because we always shared a dark sense of humour, sarcasm towards life, love and appreciation for art and now, as we discovered over a couple of beers, we also share daddy issues from our teen years.
It was a truly special day, catching up with my friend, retelling stories, making fun of people, eating tacos and discussing life. Her husband has an incredible sense of humour too. I haven’t laughed that much in ages!
We found out that Tate Modern is a fucking waste of time, Ninja walk loose in London, I suck at Instax photography and that Guinness tastes the same in London as in Bucharest. On a more serious note, I reaffirmed my decision why I think I’ll never be back and settle in Mexico for good. As much as I love the country and the culture, Mexico has a very funny way of doing things . Starting with bureaucracy, then social status and class separation, I can’t fucking stand that! Finally, the worse enemy of a Mexican is another Mexican. I’m very happy here in the UK and grateful to be able to do what I do. It’s not perfect but it works fine for me.
It’s odd for me to go out and meet with people. I enjoy sharing a glass of wine or a coffee with a friend now and then but in general, I prefer my solitude, being alone with my thoughts. The best person to describe this feeling was Einstein in his essay “The World As I See It”
“My passionate sense of social justice and social responsibility has always contrasted oddly with my pronounced lack of need for direct contact with other human beings and human communities. I am truly a ‘lone traveler’ and have never belonged to my country, my home, my friends, or even my immediate family, with my whole heart; in the face of all these ties, I have never lost a sense of distance and a need for solitude…”
Check it out if you haven’t read it yet. Here’s a link to it if you like reading stuff online.
I’m sorry (not sorry) there’s no photography or business jibber-jabber this time. I just wanted to share a personal experience with you.
Until next time.