This kind of art is not allowed here in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. This is just one of the few graffiti arts that can be seen in Jeddah. Most of the times graffiti artist do this kind of thing secretly.
To where should I be?
If endless roads meet,
and my wings limit the sky as I flee.
To where should I stay?
If seasons change,
like any other place I played.
To where should I die?
If to dust shall I be
as time passes by.
Tell me, to where should I be?
A week after my return to work here in Jeddah, I began to explore my newly acquired fuji x100s for street photography.
I sold my Canon gear last year to be able to buy this very famous mirrorless camera from fuji. There are two major reasons why I change gear. First, my Canon DSLR’s shutter count is almost done. Secondly, I want a small and more discrete camera to use for my photography genre aside from landscape and still life which is street photography..
Photography here in Saudi Arabia doesn’t have that full freedom yet. There are places where photography is not allowed. Some people, especially Saudis are not that much open yet to be photographed by a stranger. (Note: women here are not allowed to be photographed). As a photographer, I respect there rules and regulations regarding photography.
To start my journey of documenting the streets and people’s lives here in Jeddah, I had a simple photowalk near my place. Later, I found out that most of the people living in that area are Pakistanis (I can recognize them through their clothes.) My purpose is not to fully focus on making photographs but to observe first how people will react on a person walking with a camera and how will they respond if they saw me shooting some things within the area. I also tried to observe if they will be that friendly if I greet them while I pass by. To make it short, I am just warming up. An introduction to my journey which I would like to take while I’m here in a foreign land.
As they say, street photography is very hard. One will be happy if he comes back with at least one successful good shot. Here are some shots from the photowalk.
This series of photos is a part of my first day of trying my Fuji X100s on street photography. I’ve done it in my hometown’s market area. Generally, I love it a lot. The X100s gave me all kinds of comfort as street photographer.
But this post is not about my experience or a review about my camera. It’s not my kind of thing. This is about a usual scene in a market that sometimes we also do unconsciously. It’s all about butts.
So, next time you go to market be aware of bending forward your body, a crazy bored photographer might be taking a photo behind you. 😀
I’ve already posted a black and white version of this photo here, but since this week’s wordpress photo challenge is about “hue”, I opted to post this colored version together with the black and white.
Since I started loving photography, making photos of sunset is one of my favorites. I just love the colors and peace atmosphere that it brings. It calms my mind and soul. A gift of peace after a busy day. It’s the feeling of completeness and success. It’s beyond any description and explanation.
But if I like to appreciate beauty in its deepest sense, I tend to look at it in black and white. The simplicity without diversity. The unison of things. The beauty beyond what is seen.
Oftentimes we feel the same way. Moods change. Different personalities brought by different circumstances. Persons, things and experiences add colors to our life, but at the end of the day only ourselves know who we really are deep within.
While almost everyone is busy this Hajj season in Saudi Arabia going to Meccah which gave us few days of vacation, I and a friend took a few hours for a side trip to shoot sunset at North Corniche of Jeddah, KSA.
I am surprised as I saw today’s Daily Prompt entitled on the road. Although its main objective is to show bloggers about “travel”, I still want to share this photo of mine taken from the streets of Baclaran, Manila, Philippines.
This might be a good literal cover photo for today’s theme, “On The Road”.
Here in Saudi Arabia, you can see a lot of things like this things abandoned in an empty lot.
In life, oftentimes our place in society depends on what kind of chair we sat upon. In offices, the manager has a better kind of chair than a simple employee. Kings have their own kind too. Look around. You can see people’s society status by simply looking on what kind of chair they’re using.
In life, we don’t have to change ourselves, only get better. We need to improve but keep who we really are. So aim for a better and improved quality chair, but don’t change how you sit. It’s you. You’re unique.
I wish peace. I long for serenity. I want calmness. I need happiness. I MISS HOME
Actually, time always stood still, every time I miss home. I’m working here in abroad while my family is in the Philippines. My wife is taking care of our first baby born child, now 12 days old.
Time stood still while I’m remembering each moment while we were together before I went abroad. Treasured moments of laughter and struggles. Things flashed back on my mind on how we become successful in overcoming trials together.
And if I could only tweak a thing, it would be being there for them even for a single moment to give them both a hug and a kiss.
I miss home.
I found it fascinating to shoot children. There are always something inside that made me smile and recall my own childhood. If I have the chance, I would definitely want to re-experience such moments.
In this vast and complicated world, some lessons can’t be found in our day to day routine. We just need to observe and listen to the actions from these innocent children.
The freedom to seize the day and leave all worries behind.
The courage of taking risk and choosing to go the extra mile.
The choice to share and co-exist freely.
To dream simply and find the true meaning of happiness.
To race with friends not with competitors no matter you loose or win. It’s the experience of being alive counts.
To just enjoy life. Live if full and simple. Let the world smile for us for we will only be in this world for a limited time and there will be no other chance but now.
Let us take time to listen to children. They have better messages for us compared to what we are showing them. If we could only be like them, then this world will be a better world to live in.
How about you? Do you ever miss your childhood? I bet you have a unique one, ‘coz if not, so sad it will not be fair enough.
I’ll make it simple for today’s daily prompt.
In every troubled times
the safest place for me is within my Lord’s embrace.
I am always welcome to Him with arms wide open.
And to make it sure it will remain open forever, He have His hands nailed.
At the Cross I bend my knee.
Today’s Daily Prompt is quite challenging. It says,
“If you were forced to give up one sense, but gain super-sensitivity in another, which senses would you choose?
Photographers, artists, poets: show us SENSITIVE.”
Let me show you first a photo before I give my verdict. 🙂
Can you think of a reason why the short pants was not hang along with the others?
Do you have any idea why I took this shot?
Let me guess. Each one of you would have different answers in each question. There will be no common and universal answer to my questions. Well, the same thing with COMMON SENSE. The problem with it is that common sense is not always common. 🙂
To answer today’s daily prompt question, I would likely have a lot of COMMON SENSE. It will matter a lot with regards to survival. By the way, whether someone is forced or not to give up one sense, who dares? Every sense is essential to life, no one would risk. So its NONSENSE to loose one. Well, that’s it, I would give up NONSENSE. 😀
Here are my share for this day’s daily prompt challenge. Anything wrong with them?
A close window. A wall with some drawings most probably drawn by a child. What’s inside? Why is it close?
For some readers and viewers, the photo speaks nothing. But for a few, it can be something.
Can you describe or identify a thing or person exactly what it looks like by just looking at its shadow?
It’s difficult, right? Maybe we can visualize or have a wild guess, but it is just what it is, a product of our imagination, but not the actual thing. Take a look at this.
Sometimes we hide through our own shadow. We hide something that only ourselves know. Secrets, fears, shame, thoughts, desire etc. For what any reason? Only ourselves would know.
Sometimes our eyes fool us. It make us believe something that is not true.
Plain white clothes or striped? Fakes roam around. They are everywhere. Our eyes are not enough to identify the real ones from the other.
Most of us wants to be original. There is only one way to do that. Don’t be like the common.
If everyone is looking at life by the same boring perspective; If they are going the same way; same words and actions, then change yours in a better way.
Like footprints, we can leave a shadow in this world when our time is finish, our shadow inside the hearts and minds of those we left behind.
How would you like to be remembered? Pretender, Fake or Unique?