Archive for September, 2011


Project Proposal

I have several project ideas in mind, but there are two that I have been thinking about for a few days. The first one would be based around my 3-year-old son and the other project idea that I have in mind would be about one of my neighbors.

As a father, I am fascinated by the things that my son does on a daily basis.  I love to just watch him build with his legos; lately he has been building castles with our couch cushions (truly a site to see). What can I say, I love my son and I love his creativity (I’m a proud papa).

In terms of my neighbor, the thing that intrigues me is the fact that I see him almost daily and waive hello to him, but I have never really spoken with him. I would like to know who he is because I see him working on his garden, his cars, and his various “toys” (motorcyles, remote controlled cars, amongst others).

Maybe I will try to do both projects, only time will tell.

Natalie Fobes Lecture

Natalie spoke about her experiences as a photographer and an artist.  She also shared some memorable stories from her past that came to life as she showed the audience the pictures she took during those times.  Her photographs of bears, salmon, eagles, and people in all types of extreme conditions were amazing.  I felt that she made a good point about cameras being “passports to experience” because she traveled to all types of remote locations and met a great deal of people.

She mentioned that she likes to show personality in her pictures and they absolutely capture a breadth of emotions: from complete misery to overwhelming joy.  The Exxon-Valdez oil spill was definitely a sad event and her photographs were able to capture the horror and despair of both the animals and the people cleaning up the spill.  She also spoke about her salmon project, how she persevered, “believed in herself” and “believed in her projects.”  This gives an artist like me hope, because I certainly believe in myself and my projects.

Spiders at my house

Last Monday night (Sept. 12) I noticed a huge spider web near the front door of my house; in fact I almost ran into it.  After some careful observation I saw the tremendous spider right in the center of its web.  I was immediately fascinated.  I took out my DSLR and started taking some pictures.

The next morning the spider was gone and only small remnants of the amazing web it had spun were still visible.  That evening I kept an eye out for the spider and to my surprise it was back.  This time I had my DSLR and my video camera ready.  I was able to record it spinning its web as well as get more pictures.  So far, the spider has come back every night, spinning a new web each time (I believe it hides out in my rain gutter during the day).

Yesterday morning I noticed another one of these webs as I looked out of my kitchen window and I actually saw a bee fly into it.  The spider quickly came out of hiding and wrapped the bee up; I felt like I had the Discovery channel in my own back yard, so I rushed for my cameras once again and luckily managed to get some shots.

If anyone reading this knows what kind of spider this is please leave a comment.

Below are some of my favorite pictures and you can see more on my Flickr slideshow:

I think I should start with a brief explanation of what the TED Prize is; TED stands for: Technology, Entertainment, and Design.

“The TED Prize is awarded annually to an exceptional individual who receives $100,000 and, much more important, “One Wish to Change the World.” Designed to leverage the TED community’s exceptional array of talent and resources, the Prize leads to collaborative initiatives with far-reaching impact.” (www.tedprize.org)

The winner of the TED prize this year was “JR”, a French graffiti artist whose real name seems to be a mystery. JR’s recent work consists of taking close-up pictures of people’s faces, creating larger than life art galleries with paper prints, and then gluing them in strategic parts of a town or city. My favorite piece was the one done in Africa with the pictures of people’s eyes on three moving train cars as they completed the faces glued to a mountainside village; it was amazing. His other projects span around the world: Paris, Rio, Israel, and Palestine to name a few. These projects are astounding and seem to have a positive impact on the communities.

The fact that JR started out as a graffiti artist just goes to show that he is not afraid to take risks. Gluing his artwork on government buildings, gang-controlled Brazilian favelas, and different places in the Middle East certainly takes some guts. JR was asked: “Could art change the world?” He replied: “Art cannot change the world, but it can change the perception of the world.” I agree; once people step back and look at something as art, it allows them to keep an open mind and consider things from various angles.

Waste Land (film reaction)

Last Monday I watched the film Waste Land, directed by Lucy Walker and I must say that I was truly humbled and amazed by it. This documentary followed the inspiring work of artist Vik Muniz during a three-year project in the world’s busiest landfill, Jardim Gramacho in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Jardim Gramacho literally translates to “Gramacho Gardens”, which is certainly ironic because the landfill resembles anything, but a garden. In spite of this, after watching this movie I could understand how the humble, yet proud “catadores” or “pickers” could see a symbolic garden at Jardim Gramacho.

One of the aspects of the film that I really enjoyed was the personal growth and transformation of the pickers as well as Vik Muniz and his crew. The film demonstrated how great people can be if given a chance, no matter where they come from or what they do. At the beginning of the film Vik mentions that Jardim Gramacho is the place “where everything that’s not good goes; including the people.” Even Vik had a preconceived notion of what these people were going to be like before meeting them. The people at Gramacho proved their resiliency and showed that they could still smile even with all of the nauseating garbage around them; I felt like there was a real feeling of community among the “catadores.”

Additionally, as a father, I felt a real sadness when the pickers would talk about their children because it made me think of my three-year-old son. I could not even imagine the horror, misery, and grief that Isis must have felt (and probably still feels) when her own son died at Gramacho. Nonetheless, even with all of its low points, this film was definitely inspiring and had enough highs to make me smile at the end. It goes without saying that Vik and the film crew had a huge impact on the “catadores” as well as the other way around; I would say they influenced each other during the making of this film. This was definitely an inspiring film that embodies the indomitable human spirit.